I used to think Santa in his Satin, was Satan. 5 years old. Santa Satin Satan! It makes sense dammit!

I used to think I am an adopted alien from outer space. I was maybe 5 or 6.

I used to think a gay guy and a gay girl would make the perfect couple. 6-8 years old around.

I used to think the body was just a vessel for the soul between lives. 8-9 years old.