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Things get distorted here.Gotta look beyond the obvious

When you develop an infaturation for someone .You always find a good reason to believe ,that is exactly the person for you.It doesn't need to be a good reason.In the long run ,there always some kinds of dump plus irritating habit that would cause the relationship bewteen you and her to split up.But in the haze of infaturation .It's just what you have been looking for all these years .
 

Am I adult yet ?

Did I failed myself? Did I not promise that I would remember what it was like to be a child in a world of adults. I promise that I'd never behave like them? I'm struggling to remember my childlike perspective and assume that I pretty much do behave like one of my former enemies- Adults. I try the best to retrieve those blueprint of a perfect place I see at my early ages.So what to do now to reverse the curse of adult-hood? I have dug through old diaries and old memories... to some enlightenment, but to no epiphany. Is that growing involve different phrases and itself is a curse that we constantly get memory lost and transformed.What do I loose in the process of growing up and sucking in the experience with my bare eyes and foregoing identity? When i was young I can tell by what the adults is doing badly.Just that it seems i failed to do much better than them at the same time i was grown up.All the ideal though was embedded in the hazed memory that is floating away to middle of nowhere.Sometimes I ask myself can I make things lot different from what I hate to see .I guess possibly but doubtfully at the same time !!
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