“that’s not a dream. a dream is something fills up the emptiness inside. the one thing that, you know if it came true, all the hurt would go away.”
it’s been so long since i had a dream instead of a plan.
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“tell me one last thing,” said Harry. “is this real? or has this been happening inside my head?” Dumbledore beamed at him, & his voice sounded loud & strong in Harry’s ears even though the bright mist was descending again, obscuring his figure.
“of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?”
ireland, vancouver, hong kong, vienna, england, spain, florence, & many, many more, in no particular order. basically i’d like to travel.
& this is a heads up that my ask box actually functions now, haha.
practicing for party time
(some like fast & some like slow
ladies come & ladies go
skip the tell & let’s just show)