Rebekah

"I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop."
-Kerouac
~ Friday, March 13 ~
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My friend never explained anything to me. He thought, perhaps, that I was like himself. But I, alas, do not know how to see sheep through the walls of boxes. Perhaps I am a little like the grown-ups. I have had to grow old. -The Little Prince

My friend never explained anything to me. He thought, perhaps, that I was like himself. But I, alas, do not know how to see sheep through the walls of boxes. Perhaps I am a little like the grown-ups. I have had to grow old.

-The Little Prince

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