Josh and I in our honeymoon in Paris & London :)

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I am going to use this photoset for a little rant, if you excuse me.
Dear Josh, I am amazed by how you grew up to be an amazing human being. I remember those days when I watched Little Manhattan with my dad, when I used to say that Gabe was my boyfriend. How long ago was that? Many years, and still, you keep impressing me and making me proud of every single one of your works, and not only for them, but for the incredible person you are. I watch your video for “Straight But Not Narrow” and all I can think of is that you are so impossibly good that it’s hard to believe you’re real. I just wanted to write something about how I feel. It’s like I’ve spent my childhood with you through the screen, and for that, I will never be able to thank you enough. Look how far you’ve made, Josh. Look how big you are now, the “next big thing” on Hollywood as some people would say. You are, indeed, a marvelous person and I can’t see a bad thing about your personality. Thanks for existing.

All was well.

When I was younger, I scared my mother to death, the things I would blurt out about District 12, about the people who rule our country, Panem, from the far-off city called the Capitol. Eventually I understood this would only lead us to more trouble. So I learned to hold my tongue and to turn my features into an indifferent mask so that no one could ever read my thoughts.

When I was younger, I scared my mother to death, the things I would blurt out about District 12, about the people who rule our country, Panem, from the far-off city called the Capitol. Eventually I understood this would only lead us to more trouble. So I learned to hold my tongue and to turn my features into an indifferent mask so that no one could ever read my thoughts.

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