| One day my prince will come...but man, it's just too late. |
[Aug. 5th, 2005|05:06 am] |
It's an interesting thing to watch, the disintegration of everything you are and everything you've ever tried to be.
In orange county the nighttime air smells like fresh cut grass, the sky is really dark and there are stars...
I hate that kind of thing. It's the kind of thing that makes stupid girls like i used to be believe that things like true love, happily ever after and prince charming really exist.
well they don't, and i know that now.
I want to set the world on fire. |
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| Comments: |
They do exist my dear.
Merely, they have become much the same as Dragonkind and Fae to this place - myths.
But, like most myths, they have a source, and the truth is as valuable as any rare artifact from any temple.
They require just as much effort to discover in this world. | |
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