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.

Yeah, maybe i dont understand.
But the bottom line is that i have no intention to.
I dont like being dragged along with your emotions,
just spare me the drama would you.
I dont need to know. back to top?