quite an inquisition.
me naïve?
ive become quite acquainted with the word.
for ive been called it several times in my life.
mostly for the reason which my mind is always wandered off into the impossible abyss of my wildest fantasies.
it is because i believe (in) them.
i believe the dreams i dream.
the thoughts i think.
the words you say. [or used to]
and i enjoy it.
all of it.
the idea of having something in my own head which i could never call my own anywhere else is fascinating.
unreal even.
i mean think about it.
you have a world inside your mind and your heart.
and no one can visit it or even get a taste of its worth but you.
another thing.
we are four days away from christmas -and still no one is "in the spirit".
i mean come on.
how much worse could your family get together be than mine.
im guessing no where near as.
everything is overrated. [including you]
especially me.
trying to make lies a tradition.
its like you telling me that pete wentz is gonna be at my house christmas eve midnight to give me a kiss as i sleep.
yea right.
like id fall asleep (ever) if anyone told me that.
id stay awake (forever).
and this insomniac would become an insomniac times infinity (on high).
i wouldnt be dreamin in the clouds.
id be livin in them.
but when youre little i guess you need something to believe in.
although- in my opinion.
everyone needs something to believe in.
and i choose to believe in whatever sets my heart at ease.
i hope you get everything you want this year.
wrappin all nighters.
2 a.m. missed my first present.
tied the ribbon to my wrist.
"the ribbon on my 'wrist says do not open before christmas'."
yourprincessofbrokenhearts.
theirprincessofriots. [for GC]
