01 can i please sneak in through the tiniest of doors tonight and listen to the sound of your sleep; i’ll whisper meows into your ears and peep into your heart – the heart i can never find my way around without a map.
02 my lovu-mevu recipe would work: make three twirls on peppered marble floor, twist and wriggle like an octupus for 20 minutes, snap my fingers and ta-daa! you’ll be here.
03 it would snow in september and ice cream would grow on trees. we could build snow castles and make snow angels too; have snowball fights and biggest-snowman-wins competitions.
04 i’ll tiptoe along the pipes that lead to my secret hiding place,
and wait.
05 i could teleport myself to the library the beast showed belle to, the one filled with all the books in the world and such golden grandeurs a girl can only dream of.
so much it hurts
March 30, 2010 at 00:54
i nvr saw the so much it hurts till now