When you were a cute little boy or
Kame or Shadowflare girl, did you ever wonder about being a cute little girl or boy instead? How was being young in general?
I used to think chocolate milk came from special chocolate milk cows.
The thought of how things might have been different if I was a cute little girl carries a fairly heavy weight; some vague sense of regret or missed opportunities always disturbs me.
What do you think or remember?
Anecdote: I distinctly remember from kindergarten or a little later walking just past the doorway of the girls' washroom so that I was technically inside it just to remind my classmates to wash their hands with soap. (I think we just finished finger painting or something.)
All of this reminiscing makes me want to explore a girls' washroom now.
When I was a little boy, I lived in a fucking tree.
Mmmm'll right then.
When I was a child, I used to love to draw. No thought in mind; just pencil in hand.
Today, I have to be inspired to draw anything to which I then treat like a job more than a hobby I used to love.
I guess when you stop being cute you lose your passion.
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When I was a child, growing up in rural Kentucky, I had the best friend a boy could hope for: my dear old dog, Honey. I remember the adventures we had! From Knob Creek to Hodgenville we roamed, carefree and courageous, irresponsible and completely inseparable. It was, for a cute little boy, the perfect existence. So let me ask you, SEN: How many of your children can say the same? How many of this forum's youth are truly happy, truly carefree? We both know the answer, don't we? None. SEN's children live a terrifying, meaningless existence. There is no hope nor happiness. That changes right here, right now! From this moment onward, the children of this great forum are its highest priority! The Enclave will restore every school, reinstate every youth program, and offer counseling and financial assistance to any family in need. We will match up the destitute, orphaned children of the StarEdit Network with qualified, eligible adults. We will rebuild the family, as it was, as it was meant to be! God bless the Enclave. And God bless the StarEdit Network.
Win by luck, lose by skill.
When I was a little kid, I had the cutest pet ever. I got him as a present, and I did everything with him. He had little striped running across his back, and he was my best friend. We went on all sorts of adventures together; we would use our time traveler to travel through the ages, set up shops to sell merchandise, use our transmogrifier to change different objects into any shape we wanted, and had secret meetings in our heavily guarded base. I haven't played with him in a while, but he's resting upstairs in my room, so I can go get him whenever I want for more awesome adventures.
