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He was thirteen, almost fourteen, when I first saw him. And now he’s turning eighteen. I hate how I have so many things to say but I can’t since my english sucks (that’s why I usually write this in portuguese, and I will, but not now… one of my firsts posts here on tumblr was my last year bday text lol but it’s in portuguese, so if it’s your first language, check out my text for his 17th birthday). People tell me everyday that I’m not his fan anymore because I’m sixteen, not twelve (when I became a fan). What a big deal. For me, nothing has changed, nothing at all. My feelings are still the same from years ago. I still love him and support him just like I did yesterday. So it doesn’t matter if he’s 14 or 18, he’ll always be that person I’ll look up to. He’s been in my life for a few years, not even half of it, but I have this feeling he’ll always be there, you know? He’ll always be a part of me and I don’t care about what people think. So happy birthday my baby. Many more to come. :)
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