I Promised Never to Grow Up...

I have set ideals for life that no normal person can ever fulfill. I love acting like a four year old. At times I feel deeply philosophical and old. This is my blog filled with my thoughts and anything that strikes my fancy.

Oh yeah

The bassist’s name is Dan Edinberg. And he is fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine.

Literally my life.

  • Everyone else: I just can't get over how cute my crush is!
  • Me: *whilst swooning over a picture of a sixty year old rock star* yeah me too!
  • I am talking George, Paul, John, Ringo, Jackson, James, Kenny, etc.
  • And then there's the younger set: Mayer, William, Denison, Step Kids Bassist, etc.

All children, except one, grow up. They soon know that they will grow up, and the way Wendy knew was this. One day when she was two years old she was playing in a garden, and she plucked another flower and ran with it to her mother. I suppose she must have looked rather delightful, for Mrs. Darling put her hand to her heart and cried, “Oh, why can’t you remain like this for ever!” This was all that passed between them on the subject, but henceforth Wendy knew that she must grow up. You always know after you are two. Two is the beginning of the end.

Peter Pan, J. M. Barrie (via express-media)

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