just invented something new: baby cupcakes with jam.

they taste like heaven!

♥

sometimes i think too much. at that moment i get lost in my thoughts.

that feeling scares me, but it also comforts me.

i think of all sort of things. material things.

like shells. what are they?

do they sleep?

do they eat?

do they belong to anyone?

and why are so many of them broken?

doesn't that hurt?

shells have feelings too, right?

oh yes, i bet they do!

went to my boyfriend this weekend. he showed me this movie, "v for vendetta".

it was nice.

quite interesting, a bit weird, but nice indeed.

never felt so weird.

like i could sleep forever. my arms were heavy and my head went back.

papa carried me in his arms. i opened my eyes a bit and asked him what had happened.

"it'll be okay" he said.

i saw flames flaring up behind papa. something was burning, but i didn't know what was burning.

then papa told me it was our house.

my little sister and momma were dead, but papa didn't care.

then he dropped me and i fell, i fell, i fell...

i woke up. it was just a nightmare.

luckily.

i think that magic is one of the things that causes nightmares.

but nightmares are bad. so that means an evil magic exists.

watch it.