Peter Pan and The Little Prince, both are wondrous impacts to myself. The boy who never grow up and the golden haired laughing little prince. Never Land : home of the Lost Boys. Sahara Desert : somewhere deeply hidden there is a well.
Les enfants seuls savent ce qu'ils cherchent
Only children know what they are looking forChapter XXII, The Little Prince
Both Peter and Little Prince understand what they want. Peter wants not to grow up. The Little Prince wants a sheep which wouldn’t eat his precious naive rose.
Growing up and living in a community where you have to be a grown-up all the time, or at least act like one is tiresome and scary. You no longer know what you are looking for. Voices here there telling you what you should want : on the circumstances that it is best for you. Really?
I, somehow, know what I want : I want Never Land, where I don’t have to grow up. And, someone to look up to the sky and miss my laugh and my star.
I wonder if I can have that.
my lips tasted like beer and i haven’t had one since my last san miguel with abe, weird? yes. L.
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