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I’ve finished it. If you’ve been on the internet at all in the last week, you’ll know exactly what I’m talking about.
I never really realized that this book has essentially carried me into adulthood. I read the first book when I was 11, and now, have finished the final book at 17. It sort of makes me realize that I need to grow up too, as hard as this is.
No that it’s over, can I hang on to the dream of being whisked off to a magical school by red train? Can I still be caught up in wonder like I’ve been caught up for the last three days, or will I outgrow it? I’ve got a job now, I’m supposed to make money and focus, and be able to hold onto myself, somehow.
Can I still go on msn and squee with LJ people? Can I still go read slash, can I still write it? Can I still be in love, and affected, and deeply, deeply hit by Whatsername, or Golden, or 37mm, or Vampires? Or will I only be allowed to ‘enjoy’ the music, like my mom and dad have done? They never felt it- not like I do, they tell me so. Perhaps they hint it isn’t normal, but I never want to feel any less.
For now, I can take comfort that maybe, known or unknown to those who are responsible for these things, this book and those bands have left their own Shielding Charms on us.
Harry Potter is a wizard.
I’m the son of Rage and Love
I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me
Just give me your hands and I’ll let you feel the wounds
I’ll never let them hurt you, I promise.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve just realized that I’ve been neglecting Queen of the Damned, but hopefully me gaining a new appreciation for her will make up for it.
I never really realized that this book has essentially carried me into adulthood. I read the first book when I was 11, and now, have finished the final book at 17. It sort of makes me realize that I need to grow up too, as hard as this is.
No that it’s over, can I hang on to the dream of being whisked off to a magical school by red train? Can I still be caught up in wonder like I’ve been caught up for the last three days, or will I outgrow it? I’ve got a job now, I’m supposed to make money and focus, and be able to hold onto myself, somehow.
Can I still go on msn and squee with LJ people? Can I still go read slash, can I still write it? Can I still be in love, and affected, and deeply, deeply hit by Whatsername, or Golden, or 37mm, or Vampires? Or will I only be allowed to ‘enjoy’ the music, like my mom and dad have done? They never felt it- not like I do, they tell me so. Perhaps they hint it isn’t normal, but I never want to feel any less.
For now, I can take comfort that maybe, known or unknown to those who are responsible for these things, this book and those bands have left their own Shielding Charms on us.
Harry Potter is a wizard.
I’m the son of Rage and Love
I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me
Just give me your hands and I’ll let you feel the wounds
I’ll never let them hurt you, I promise.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve just realized that I’ve been neglecting Queen of the Damned, but hopefully me gaining a new appreciation for her will make up for it.