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December 4, 2010
It is a beautiful new world I have found myself in. A world where growing up is less about money and careers and success, and more about friends and love and happiness. It is a world full of color and paintings and laughter. It is full of magic.

We take care of each other in this world. We protect each other. We listen to each other's problems and then toast to them. We drag all the blankets and pillows to the living room and sleep in a nest of buzzed and incoherent mumbles.

I don't want to leave this world.