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I'm going to go kill myself now.

Adult Resignation
To Whom It May Concern:
I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult.
I have decided I would like to accept the responsibilities of a 6 year old again.
I want to go to McDonald's and think that it's a four star restaurant.
I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make ripples with rocks.
I want to think M&Ms are better than money, because you can eat them.
I want to play kickball during recess and paint with watercolors in art.
I want to lie under a big Oak tree and run a lemonade stand with my friends on a hot summers day.
I want to return to a time when life was simple.
When all you knew were colors, addition tables and simple nursery rhymes. But that didn't bother you, because you didn't know what you didn't know and you didn't care.
When all you knew was to be happy because you didn't know all the things that should make you worried and upset.
I want to think that the world is fair. That everyone in it is honest and good.
I want to believe that anything is possible.
Somewhere in my youth...I matured and I learned too much.
I learned of nuclear weapons, war, prejudice, starvation and abused children.
I learned of lies, unhappy marriages, suffering, illness, pain and death.
I learned of a world where children knew how to kill...and did.
What happened to the time when we thought that everyone would live because we didn't grasp the concept of death?
When we thought the worst thing in the world was if someone took the jump rope from you or picked you last for kickball?
I want to be oblivious to the complexity of life and be overly excited by little things once again. I want to return to the days when reading was fun and music was clean. When television was used to report the news or for family entertainment and not to promote sex, violence and deceit.
I remember being naive and thinking that everyone was happy because I was.
I would walk on the beach and only think of the sand between my toes and the prettiest seashell I could find.
I would spend my afternoon climbing trees and riding my bike.
I didn't worry about time, bills or where I was going to find the money to fix my car.
I used to wonder what I was going to do or be when I grew up, not worry about what I'll do if this doesn't work out.
I want to live simple again.
I don't want my day to consist of computer crashes, mountains of paperwork, depressing news, how to survive more days in the month than there is money in the bank, doctor bills, gossip, illness and loss of loved ones.
I want to believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth, justice, peace, dreams, the imagination, mankind and making angels in the snow.
I want to be 6 again.
So many cries of inequality stem from one of group
of people doing little or nothing and then bitching
about another group that actually does something
to improve their lives.


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I'm going to go kill myself now.

You're emo?
So many cries of inequality stem from one of group
of people doing little or nothing and then bitching
about another group that actually does something
to improve their lives.


No, just suicidal. Now I can't even kill myself without being labled by society.

Since you brought up suicide, you're gonna be a loser until you get right.
So many cries of inequality stem from one of group
of people doing little or nothing and then bitching
about another group that actually does something
to improve their lives.


wahhhhh


but yeah, being 6 again would be nice.

Yes it would.![]()
So many cries of inequality stem from one of group
of people doing little or nothing and then bitching
about another group that actually does something
to improve their lives.


sigh


So just go into profile and change your birth year to 2000, look what I did.
Coarse edged youth, the irish pendants string from their smiles
not yet plucked as to slacken the seams
and drag down the features of age,
no folds or creases from unkempt wear
eyes of tranquilty, crystalline-beads
no sign of despair in their hair, nor their hearts
but oh they have yet to be experienced and that makes aging so very worth it...ML circa2012
I agree with all of that...ahhh to do it all again and start from scratch/////
To achieve Success is certaily tough..but keeping it, much tougher!
It does get heavy and burdensome once in a while. But at bottom, ignorance is not bliss, it's only ignorance. That's not to say there's no room for play...remember that a real man plays his games as seriously as children play.
You don't want your next stop to be your last stop at Willoughby.
As for living simple, I agree--'keep your accounts on your thumbnail.' Fairly astute advice I'd say.
I try to act like a young kid as much as possible. I'll take my ass over and play on the swingset at the park, I'll take off my shirt and run through a fountain in the middle of public, and I will make poop jokes goddammit.
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Being 6 sucked. I had to live by my parents rules. I had to be home at a certain time. I had to go to bed when told. I had to avoid the neighborhood bully so I wouldn't get beat up. I was subjected to second hand smoke at home and I couldn't do anything about it. If I wanted something, I could just go out and buy it. I almost never got to go on any good vacations.
School sucked... and it seemed like forever until I was done with it.
Now I do what I want when I want to do it. There are consequences to my choices but there always was... at least now the choice is mine to make.

It sounds like you either had a crappy childhood, or you're choosing to not remember the good stuff. Quite likely, you're filtering your childhood through your adult outlook.Originally Posted by NeilPearson
So many cries of inequality stem from one of group
of people doing little or nothing and then bitching
about another group that actually does something
to improve their lives.
Childhood was okay but I always had this 'adult outlook'... so I remember just having the attitude of waiting it out and graduating so I could move out and get on with live. My whole childhood, I couldn't wait to get older.Originally Posted by DOMS

This is oddly funny. I grew up homeless and look back fondly on my childhood.Originally Posted by NeilPearson
So many cries of inequality stem from one of group
of people doing little or nothing and then bitching
about another group that actually does something
to improve their lives.

Being 6 again would be a complete nightmare. OMFG!
“I used to do drugs. I still do drugs. But I used to, too.”
I agree... 16 on the other hand, knowing what I do now...Originally Posted by KelJu
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