sometimes i wonder if i'll ever wake up feeling any older than eight years of age.
and by sometimes i mean more often than not.
because it has yet to happen.
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7 comments:
that's a lovely a picture.
and meg i love what've done with ur blog.. the font and everything... how do i go about doing it?
I get it. Totally, totally get it.
I often wonder when I'll feel like a real adult.
i'm still stuck circa 11 myself... wouldn't be surprised if i started playing MASH during breaks. go figure.
Ahh. I can't help but read this and think "lucky you." Sometimes, at twenty years old, I wake up in the morning and wonder "how did I get here? How am I this old" And then I feel the weight of it all pressing down on my chest and I would give anything to feel 8 again.
that's okay though :D
Cutest. Picture. Ever.
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