I've always wished for a big plot to happen in my life.
Either wished for a meteor to accidentally fell out from above and hit my home or a big centaur is going to come over to my house to tell me that I'm a half blood son from a sky God.
Friday, October 2, 2015
Like mother like daughter.
Her daughter is a storyteller, she could turn only one word into a story.
Just like her mother, she could turned only one text message that could trigger every glass thing in the living room.
Just like her mother, she could turned only one text message that could trigger every glass thing in the living room.
Wishes (Fake) Grantor.
11.11 at midnight.
Shooting stars in the middle of the blue sky.
Gods from many centuries and myths.
Dandelions in the middle of a graveyard.
Fallen eyelashes on the tip of my nose.
Not a single of them, seems to fulfill my wish
About you.
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