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[blackks0ul]

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[insomniideaugust]

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[shakinghereyelids]

căci eu iubesc și flori și ochi și buze și morminte.

Lucian Blaga - Eu nu strivesc corola de minuni a lumii

[kickthepj-rp]

Day 17: Santa isnt Real || Kickthedawson - MiniUni AU

----Mini Uni is an Au where the tubers are all kids----

Pj was laying under his secret tree when he heard heavy footsteps approaching. He only opened his eyes when the feet stopped and the person, probably Shane, ploppedcdown next to him. Peej peeked over to him. Yup, it was Shane who, once seeing his best friend's eyes, let out a deep sigh. "Pj. I have big news." He said pausing for the answering Hmm. "Santa isnt real."

Pj sat up slowly and faced his down trodden friend. "What?" Shane shrugged. "Yea I don't believe in Santa anymore." Peej's face hinted confusion as he took that in. "But what does that have to do with Santa's existence?"

"He doesnt exist. Its all fake."

"Just because you don't believe in him, doesnt mean he disappears from the world."

Now it was Shane's turn to be confused. "What?"

"Yea, Santa is a person Shane. It is the same as me saying I dont believe in Jack but he is still there."

"Is that why you skip over his name in class?"Shane asked with a small smirk.

"Yes. He is fake to me." Pj nodded with absolute certainty.

"Peej I dont think that's the same."

"But it is. Not believing means they disappear frrom your brain but not everyone elses." Pj explained in a way only a child could.

"So Santa is real if I believe or not?" Shane asked with a small smile. Peej answered with a bigger one, keaning over to kiss his boyfriend. "Yes."

The blond thought about it for a second. "Can.... I not believe in vegetables too?" He asked laying down on the ground looking at the clouds.

"Of course. Cant eat what you dont believe in."

"Nice."

[soapte-din-pagini]

Știu că toate astea o să fie doar niște povești într-o bună zi, și că pozele noastre o să fie doar niște fotografii vechi. Cu toții o să devenim mama sau tatăl cuiva. Dar în această clipă, toate aceste momente nu sunt amintiri. Toate aceste lucruri se întamplă. Sunt aici, și o privesc. Iar ea e atât de frumoasă, pot vedea asta. Ăsta e unul dintre momentele în care știi că nu ești doar o poveste tristă. Trăiești. Te ridici și vezi luminile de pe clădiri, și toate lucrurile care te fac să te minunezi de ele. Iar tu asculți acel cântec, în mașină cu oamenii pe care îi iubești cel mai mult pe lumea asta. Iar în acest moment, jur - suntem infiniți.

Jurnalul unui adolescent timid 

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