Jan 10, 2010 09:49
Nothing? Memories I guess but nothing more. I don't own anything from when I was a kid. All that shit was burned with my parents. None of my friends from childhood are around either except Taylor. Shame Taylor's mind is fucked from the crash. He has less memories than I do about when we were kids. I don't have any of the material items, hell I don't even have myself from then. Comes down to it, I really don't have anything left from my childhood.
I can't say I miss having shit from when I was a kid. The burden of memories is enough without having shit to remind you. Sure, there are things I wish I had from being a kid. I wish I still had that picture of my dad he sent while in Vietnam. It's how I remember him more than anything else. Wish I had some of mom and grandma's shit to pass on to my girls but I don't. It's all just shit anyway. None of the shit matters. People are too fucking materialistic. Might as well be glad I'll never be in that trap.
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