I feel like going away, up in the clouds, to a castle high in the sky. Where irredescent faerie wings are gained and black lace swoons over me. In the doorway to the castle is his highness, the noble prince with a noble smile and a heart of gold. "I've been waiting for you," he says with open arms awaiting for me to glide into them, a warm embrace
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*sigh* LJ has spam now...that's sad, sad and sick, our world is obviously deteriorating and succombing to stupid evils and is beyond repair. spam...psh.
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