birthday candles, 11:11s, dandelions, fountains, wells...i make wishes on anything i can.
i have wished for many things.
like, when i was little, i wished
for a majestic pony,
to be a glittering mermaid princess,
to have get a tiny little rabbit,
and to grow up faster.
when i was a bit older,
i wished
to fit in,
to be noticed by boys,
to grow taller (or fuller),
and to be invited to parties.
now?
now i still wish for some of these petty frivolities.
and things like
money,
friends,
time alone,
happiness.
i like to wish because, to me, it feels like magic.
it's as if i have control over things i have none over.
i know the chances of my wishes coming true are next to nothing,
and the chances of those wishes coming true solely because i wished for it to is even slimmer.
i guess my wishes are a way of feeling a step closer to what i want,
when in reality, i took a step back.
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Randoma collection of really pointless thoughts that cross my mind faster than the chicken did.