dear fairy godmother,
please magically come and unpack all of my boxes, explain to my poor readers- if i have any left- why i have been gone so long (not having access to the internet is a real you-know-what), help taylor realize that she doesn't need to wake up at 4:30 AM to tell me to read her a book, and lastly- make me not envious of this beautifully decorated/ perfection of a house.....oh, and is it too much to ask to throw in that part about: and they all lived happily ever after (i could really use that right about now)??!
thanks bunches-
pink wallpaper
