I am so tired of being told that i am too old for the things i like. No cartoons. No toys. No fantasy animals. No bright colors. Are adults supposed to live monotonous, bleak lives ? I can be an adult and still love childish things. I can be intelligent and educated and informed and i can love stuffed animals and unicorns. These things are not mutually exclusive. Please stop making me feel bad for loving the things that make me happy.