As the clock strikes 11:11, as a shooting star flies across the sky, as I blow away a fallen eyelash, a dandelion puff….I wish a wish…
- he was still here
- he never had to leave ever
- it was acceptable to stay in bed all day
- life was easier
- I finished more of the things I start writing
- I knew what was in my future
- I could dance better, much better
- I had some amazing skill
- I could think of witty things to say
- Life was like Gilmore Girls
- I could have my own stylist
- everything wasn’t so expensive
- I could eat delicious things and not gain a pound
- I looked like an old movie star, with stunning legs and a 16 inch waist
- I could take back all my mistakes
- I knew what I was put on this earth to do
Yes dear Laura, I did steal this idea from you, but I was deathly bored and it felt good to write all these wishes out. Even if they are no where near realistic
Laura said:
you’re adorable and i want to hug you.