When you're young things seem simple. Boys have cooties, your parents know everything and you want to grow up to be just like them. Your little brother is annoying, and Santa always brought toys.
But when you get older you start to see things differently. Boys become men and are somehow attractive. Your parents seem to become more bossy and overprotective, when all you want to do is call your own shots. Your little brother is still just as annoying and becomes more annoying with age, and you pretend to believe in Santa so that you can get your Santa gifts that are mainly clothes.
It's at this time that you get careless, when you make stupid decisions because you can, test your limits to see what you can get away with, and slowly cross that fragile line of innocence.
