I want to go back to the time when heartbreak was just a word, when being fat or skinny didn't matter, when no one judged me, when self harm was just something which hurt, when choosing a candy at a candy store was the hardest decision, when back b****ing was just something bad, when best friends were actually best friends, when drawing a free hand circle was the only thing which seemed impossible, when enmity never lasted longer than a day, when being cool meant having a bigger pack of crayons, when wearing a new pink dress made me pretty, when life was a fairy tale, and when dreams were something which always came true.