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i feel my brain is 80 years of age and my heart is 4 years of age, and that im always dressing like im 5 years of age but then again about 80 years of age.
i can be immature but at the same time im just too mature for my bones.
the one thing i love about this is that its so mucked up that i know that im being myself, no matter what.
today ive learnt to love myself, how bout you?
-sophie.
