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'we should be little kids for ever.'
i'll get married in over alls and have nuts and bolts for my wedding and engagement ring, and honeymoon in a treehouse somewhere and it'll have a sign; nogrownupsallowed .
'why? because everything was so much easier?'
'not easier, just a different kind of difficult.'
i'll get married in over alls and have nuts and bolts for my wedding and engagement ring, and honeymoon in a treehouse somewhere and it'll have a sign; nogrownupsallowed .
'why? because everything was so much easier?'
'not easier, just a different kind of difficult.'
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my youngest sister has informed me that she will have a glow in the dark pajama wedding.
she is nine.
she is nine.
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I missed this one earlier when I stalked your gallery... Oops. I LOVE this!! Aww...it's just the most magical thing.