Jan 19, 2013 18:22
It is done.
Time for happiness, I guess. I deserve this. I won't look back. I will never look back.
You're my ghost of Christmas past. You're my last childhood dream, my Neverland, my witch princess. And you're gone. You're fog, you're past, you're nothing.
I don't believe in fairies anymore.
(And I won't feel
a thing).