Innocence - or what happens to Molly's mind when she tries to think about it.
Those were the days, huh? When all you wanted was to hold hands and you knew what you wanted to be when you grew up. You knew exactly how you wanted your life to be. You were innocent.
The death of innocence signifies the beginning of being an adult. I suppose, I assume, I guess, I really don't know!
Is innocence the same as basic need? Life gets so wrapped up in the details we can't quite see clearly, at least I can't. How do I make school get along with dogsitting, with my Friday night binge, my friend's birthday, with the dvd collection, with going to the dump with all the cardboard that contained all that other stuff I don't need, with cleaning the litterbox, with returning phoncalls, with paying the bills, with finishing my random projects, with picking pickles of the floor, with raising an eyebrow at the youth?
When did life become about tieing pieces together instead of dreaming?
The death of innocence signifies the beginning of being an adult. I suppose, I assume, I guess, I really don't know!
Is innocence the same as basic need? Life gets so wrapped up in the details we can't quite see clearly, at least I can't. How do I make school get along with dogsitting, with my Friday night binge, my friend's birthday, with the dvd collection, with going to the dump with all the cardboard that contained all that other stuff I don't need, with cleaning the litterbox, with returning phoncalls, with paying the bills, with finishing my random projects, with picking pickles of the floor, with raising an eyebrow at the youth?
When did life become about tieing pieces together instead of dreaming?
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