My curfew was when the street lights came on, my parents didn’t call my cell phone, they yelled my name. I played outside with friends, not online. If I didn’t eat what mom cooked then I didn’t eat. Sanitizer didn’t exist, but you could get your mouth washed out with soap. I rode a bike without a helmet, and neighbors cared as much as parents. Repost this if you drank from a garden hose and survived.
— (via singlereflection)
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