I don’t know which day is sadder, the day you realize that not everyone gets the magic or the happy ending. Or the day when you realize that you’re that person. The one who gets the pain and the heart break so others can get their magic. Magic always comes with a price, right? Or maybe it’s the day you decide not to get your hopes up about anything anymore, because the higher the hopes the farther the fall.
amyerusso
Just living a bipolar life, in a petite, plus size package.
