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Vulpix.
21 years young.
a blog of memories and things to remember.

22.8.10
the wonders of not living for eternity


Can't wait til I get old enough to re-live babydom. It appears you reach a certain age and again it is completely acceptable to throw tantrums, soil your panties and get everything you want for free. But wait, there's more! As pointed out to me by a friend, you also have the ability to get the best seats on public transport, you can hit children with your walking stick (and get away with it. SOZ ERNIE DINGO) and sulk as often as you want to the extent that you want. It might be kinda cool to scare the shit out of young children with false teeth as well.
ahhhhhhhhh, futuristic time of old age find me now!


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