the map weeped, yearning for the little girl playing in the sun.
the little girl gave in to that soft murmur, and locked herself in the lightless vault, weeping silently with the map in her small hands. she almost did not make it back.
I am perpetually late. I am habitually headstrong. I am fickle yet strangely staunch. I am in bliss yet consciously discontented. I dream, I dream & I dream. I aspire to have a zoo full of happy pups, bunnies and guinea pigs. Knut can come live in my zoo if he wants! I'm allergic to vegetarian squids. I am still me, the constant procrastinator. Yes, I'm no longer polka-dotted and I have escaped from being the Malibu Barbie though I'm still happily imprisoned in Neverland.
1 comment:
WOW! ur alarm clock finally stopped!
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