Thursday, August 11, 2011

strings and sealing wax



At times like these, I wish I really liked some boy. Now, you ask, what are 'times like these'? Well, these times.

At times like these, I really wish I had a yellow cardigan.

During moments such as this, I wish I could sneak a tiny glimpse of heaven.

Right now, I would like to pack a big suitcase with my favorite dresses and fly off to a house in the country.

And, I think I would like some bangs and a curly bun on top of my head.


But, I guess, some things are impossible.


A dragon lives forever but not so little boys.

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