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God, why are all the Peter Pans so perfect.

PETER FUCKING PAN.

I met him once. When I went to DisneyWorld in Florida. He hugged me and told me he liked my hair (it was wavy and pink that summer, which he then proceeded to touch) and my little sisters outfit (she was dressed as Alice). Love his dude. He’s the most adorable little shit.

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