"And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years."-Abraham Lincoln

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Snow

snow is different. its beautiful to watch but lasts for awhile. quite like love actually. at first it is beautiful and new then it can fade or stay. every little dream is to have prince charming sweep her off her feet. don't get me wrong, i'm a hopeless romantic but i've gotten kind of bitter about it because the only guy who said i like you was after one of my best friends. very nice, i know. all i want is prince charming. is that too much to ask?

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