Sometimes I just ask why.

You know how you get a new toy, and it's like - the shit. You play with it all the time, and it feels like the best thing that's ever happened to you? And then, the you start playing with the toy less and less.. and then wam! - it ends up in the back of your closet along with all the other toys you have fond memories of, but leave behind? Yea..


:(


I'm about to go tell all of my old toys how much I love them, before they hate me forever. I don't want to be that dusty little toy, but the feeling is inevitable.