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It's insane, the way I let art effect my life. I read a book, I see a movie, and automatically I become that person, or worse, I have the unquenchable thirst to be them. When I say I become that person, I don't actually do what they do. I don't refer to myself as the character, or act as the character does, but for a while after I read the book or see the movie, I think to myself, "Wow, this person has just what I want. I want to think like that. I want to redeem myself." At the same time, I think, "Wow. Everything this person has ever done, I hope I never do." But this isn't the part that irks me most. After the philosophical discussion with myself, I begin to question my own innocense. I take pride in being a young soul, in being pure. No illicit substances have entered my body, no boy's lips have touched mine. I want to be as innocent as my body and mind will allow, at the age I am currently labeled with. Then I get to thinking, yes, MORE thinking, have I already destroyed my innocense? I mean, I've done things that I told myself I never would. Things I used to go on rants about, used to protest against, I myself have succumbed to doing. I think I have a solution. Stop limiting myself. Stop setting these standards that I'll never be able to meet. Maybe then I can stop thinking so much. Maybe then I can set myself free.

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It's insane, the way I let art effect my life. I read a book, I see a movie, and automatically I become that person, or worse, I have the unquenchable thirst to be them. When I say I become that person, I don't actually do what they do. I don't refer to myself as the character, or act as the character does, but for a while after I read the book or see the movie, I think to myself, "Wow, this person has just what I want. I want to think like that. I want to redeem myself." At the same time, I think, "Wow. Everything this person has ever done, I hope I never do." But this isn't the part that irks me most. After the philosophical discussion with myself, I begin to question my own innocense. I take pride in being a young soul, in being pure. No illicit substances have entered my body, no boy's lips have touched mine. I want to be as innocent as my body and mind will allow, at the age I am currently labeled with. Then I get to thinking, yes, MORE thinking, have I already destroyed my innocense? I mean, I've done things that I told myself I never would. Things I used to go on rants about, used to protest against, I myself have succumbed to doing. I think I have a solution. Stop limiting myself. Stop setting these standards that I'll never be able to meet. Maybe then I can stop thinking so much. Maybe then I can set myself free.