She dreams of escaping. Of vanishing to a faraway land. Where fairies and gnomes rule the earth, where flying isnt merely a fantasy. For where the forgotten find solace, and where its home for the lost. The haven where tears are merely a prelude to rain, the hideaway abode.

Thinking of promos make me feel like blah, rahh, roar, eeeks, bleah. Im like in absolutely no mood. As in like i try to study but it makes me feel so drained. Anyway, next wk are the hols so im hoping to get some productive studying done. Tatahs, im off to study.
Just not perfect enough. back to top?