Interviewer: I don’t want to burst your bubble, but you do know about Santa. You know the secret about Santa?
I want my eyelashes to be as black as my soul and as long as the list of people I hate.
She had often daydreamed of how she would dance at her wedding, with every eye upon her and her handsome lord. In her dreams they had all been smiling.
”..and had never known how to laugh”
if you ever call me annoying, even if it’s just jokingly, the chances of me ever speaking to you again are slim to none because I’ll be so afraid that every little word or sound that comes out of my mouth will aggravate you and make you cringe and hate my existence