She emerged from the forest with leaves in her hair, scratches on her face, no shoes, and only shreds of clothing remaining.
Her lips started moving and formed the words, "It worked! It really worked!"
does anyone know where I can buy a bunch of bells and dogs? I need a lot of them. #forscience
I keep trying to write about you
the shape of your face
the flow of your hair
the sparkle in your eyes
the warmth in your smile
the melody of your laugh
but your loveliness cannot be...
Only she knew that she left her glass shoe on those steps on purpose - she really hated heels.
"Baa, Baa, Black Sheep,
Have you any wool?"
Knowing there was a wall between reality and fantasy was my saving grace… And also my demise.