A “Sent” folder.
A notification when someone answers your ask.
For my Intro to Creative Writing Class, I actually wrote an essay on this for my creative nonfiction final
Can’t believe I’m sharing an excerpt of it, but here it goes
I had to force myself to bite my tongue and keep my composure. Growing up, I never sat in my room believing that a prince would slay a dragon for me, or come knocking on my door asking me to try on a glass slipper, or wake me up with true loves kiss and take me to his castle on the clouds. I grew up believing that inside a beast can be a prince. I grew up believing that heroes aren’t measured by the size of strength, but by the strength of the heart. I grew up believing that no matter where I go, the people I love with always be with me. I have grown up. I just never stopped believing.
It’s hard to be a cynic when I’ve been raised on Happily Ever Afters.
Reblogging again for this comment^^^^
Dancers Photography by Ludovic Florent
” Poussière d’étoiles” is a series realized by French photographer Ludovic Florent. He gives pride of place to dancers full of grace by adding flour. Sand grains highlight the majestic movement effect of their dance. More photos in the next part of the article.
Sweet Land of Liberty
Of thee I sing…
This is the story of a boy
who grew up under extraordinary circumstances.
(Japan, Single, seeks empire)
Oh yes, I say…