emotion--a thing i used to sincerely believe could, and would, kill me. That was long ago, but a huge part of me--and critics would argue it's STILL a huge part of me (everyone here should mentally congratulate themselves for not knowing me as a teen)--is emotional-anyhoodle; emotions have nearly killed me but often have saved me. I can feel the most vile hatred but I can also feel the most tender, whisper-soft love--so. Am I a freak?
Don't answer that. 
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In Barrie's play and novel, the roles of fairies are brief: they are allies to the Lost Boys, the source of fairy dust and ...They are portrayed as dangerous, whimsical and extremely clever but quite hedonistic.
"Shall I give you a kiss?" Peter asked and, jerking an acorn button off his coat, solemnly presented it to her.
—James Barrie
Wimminfolk they be tricksy. - ZenGum
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