Sunday 21 August 2011

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I refuse to grow up-as if what I still like about myself will be lost if I do and I’ll be assimilated for good by a world whose ways I so much despise.
I realize how unreasonable that is, I know it works against me but I’d rather wait in vain for magic and keep my hope alive than to accept the fact there’s no magic in the first place.

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