When you stopped making it fun.
The first time my father beat the **** out of me
around the second grade.....then life became so life-like.
My life is fun sometimes and not fun sometimes. These days its mostly fun.
i dont remember being more fun any particular time, just incidents.
My life has never been fun. Still waiting on that fun moment.
Life = trying to survive. How could that ever be fun?
when fun things didnt happen anymore