I've often wondered: when do fresh, young, idealistic eyes become old and wizened?
When does one grow so accustomed to the sights of beauty and joy that they no longer reconize or appreciate it?
I hope to never reach that point in my life.
I hope to always see the world through my own eyes.
To not let the world change or alter them to fit its own agenda.
I hope I remain.
I hope.
Eternally.
that is all.
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Random Snippets and Snapshots in Life
- I'm in that transition where I am forevermore chasing childhood.
- Catherine Hardwicke mutilated Twilight.
- Strangely enough, Strawberry Nutrigrain bars really are better when refrigerated. Progress: not as crazy an idea as you'd think.
- V-Neck Tees are essential
- Captain Crunch Berries are like sunshine and rainbows and little Lisa Frank notebooks of happiness.
- Cran-Grape Juice: enough said.
- I'm in that transition where I am forevermore chasing childhood.
- The single most distinguishing factor between that of love and obsessive infatuation is that a couple in love is innately comfortable in making known to their significant other the point at which seperation is necessary or death will ensue. That being said; get away from me.
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