being trapped under the sea for two thousand years , staring through a glass window , wishing upon a blue fairy which was nothing more than a statue. please , blue fairy please, please make me a real boy , so that my mommy will love me forever.

and can we ever understand how many people wish for things that we are so inclined to give them but are truely impossible? how some people get what they wish for with the snap of fingers and they never really learn to appreciate til its gone?

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17.78 > 17.3 is the number to beat.

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someone lend me a transparency marker!

/ he spoke at the magical moment

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