I wish that someday you miss me just the way i miss you daily and just text me we will be together just like the old days.
I wish that someday you miss me just the way i miss you daily and just text me we will be together just like the old days.
Apparently I walked 8 km without eating a single thing, thinking “oh I’ll be exhausted by tonight I’m gonna sleep like a baby” but its literally 5:26AM AND IM NOT ASLEEP
But isn’t she gorgeous though :) First time bringing out the professional camera in far too long; yet another way in which Wish is so so good for me.
I wish that I had no worries.
That I could read in the sun all day.
That I could paint without worrying about others.
That I could spend all night writing.
That I could photograph normal relaxing days.
That I could dance freely in the sun.
But I can’t.
So I will in my dreams.
When you hear the words ‘magic’ and 'story’, they will probably evoke thoughts of your favourite fairy tales from childhood. Storybook pages abound with all manner of magic: fantastical fairies, wish-granting genies, or even a certain boy wizard - Tony DiTerlizzi
Place annoys me.
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I have teeth like fire and blood like ice;
If you cross me once, it won’t happen twice.
The blood you spill will freeze you in place;
My teeth will remind you of your place,
And it will burn, and you will scream,
And cry, and wish it was a dream.
But wishing magic isn’t real,
And that’s why you’re going to feel
Everything.
(This is what happens when you don’t play
Nice.)