Saturday, April 23, 2011

All she really wants to do is fly again, but that's impossible, so she'll have to content herself with soaring through the sky on a carnival ride with a copy-cat Peter. If only he knew that she had flown before - with someone significantly more lost. Oh well. Next week I have a half a mind to tie my hair up in ribbons and whisper everything to the stars.
(boy beside me, wind in my hair, 16 stories up)

15 comments:

  1. you, my dear, are wonderful. this is wonderful. x

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  2. /you/ are wonderful, thank you! xx

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  3. Oh my, this is so stunning! I adore this line for some reason: "If only he knew that she had flown before - with someone significantly more lost."

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  4. You are an inspiration, do you know that?
    A hundred thankyous to you.
    xx

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  5. this is absolutely beautiful :)

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  6. you are my inspiration xx
    thank you for reading!

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  7. It has been far too long since I have told you just how much your words mean. They are so, so beautiful!

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  8. lovely blog! I can't wait to start following you.

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  9. So beautiful my dear one, somewhat sad but that just makes it all the more lovely.

    xx and hugs

    Jhordyn

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  10. A lovely little post - a glimpse through a window into a wonderful mind. What a treat. Thank you :) xx

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  11. This is so so beautiful. How have i never come across your blog before??
    You have such a talent. x.x.x.

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  12. thank you jhordyn, holly, & kim ♥
    it truly is a pleasure reading your sweet words xxx

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