If you crossed your fingers, your wishes would come true.

If you held your breath & closed your eyes in a tunnel, your wishes came true.

If you prayed at night, your wishes would come true.

If you threw a coin in a fountain, your wishes would come true.

If you blew on a flower & watched the petals fly, your wishes would come true.

If you blew the candles out on your birthday, your wishes would come true.

If you saw a shooting star and closed your eyes, your wishes would come true

. I grew up a dreamer, I grew up with imagination, I grew up thinking that there is hope for everything. & despite the shit that I’ve been put through, and as silly as this sounds…I still wish…and I still hope, because I’m still young, and my life is still ahead of me…& even though nothings came true yet, you can’t give up. Cause when you give up, thats when you know you’ve been beaten…and I was raised to never be a quitter, so I won’t give up dreaming, I won’t give up wishing…and I won’t give up hoping.

erickax:

I would rather take it slow. Tease my body. Caress it. Explore my body and give me shivers in places I never knew that was sensitive. Treat and respect me as if I was your whole world for that moment. I just want it last longer. I would hate for it to end so fast. The more longer, the more time I get to spend time with that person. The more slower, the more I’m able to enjoy what’s happening at that moment. Mmm. That’s just me though.