dream crusher.

- dreamcrusher, what a wonderful title. children, people like to brag about how smart their little brats are. with there straight A's and what nots. some people prob-belly wish they could think like a child, some people even envy them. how they can just, think of things. how their minds are so open, so free to soar. i mean, who honestly other then a child is going to believe that a bearded man sits in a snowy place with half people with pointy ears making toys for all the good children. even more, how's he supposed to fit in our chimmneys with that huge belly? only a child could believe in things like this. and unless their parents tell them he isn't real,

[news flash, santa isn't real]

then they've got to find out sooner or later, as they get older and relize how many other kids are in the world. how big the earth is. and really, there isn't one person on this scum bagged earth who cares that much to spend all year, every year making toys for some snot nosed kids and then jump on a freaking flying raindeer and giving them the toys, for free. really? who else is going to believe that? i mean, to believe in such a..crazy thing as that,

[or big foot, tooth fariy, unicorn etc.]

youve must be of three things.

1. reallyyy open mind.

2. a child.

3. a crazy person.

i envy kids, really. not only can they believe in such things, like how everyone gives a hoot, but they also seem so, oblivious to the world around them. they are eaither happy, or sad, or mad. never depressed or other extrem emotions. then they grow up. and become one of us.