I was born on the day of
Ferragosto Celebration where the Italians can see me come to earth.
I own a place where I can run away from reality which I call "Lila Land".
Lila Land is made out of :
- 25% Happiness
- 15% Imagination
- 10% Candies
- 270% Allilah
The weather is always shiny icecreamy. Clouds made out of marshmallows. The sun is a lemon big cookie. Houses with big candy canes & chimney chocolates. You can see the rainbow everyday. The transportation includes flying unicorns & sparkling ladybugs. Muffins, cupcakes & pizza's are the main dish.
Everyone is welcome to come, just enter the main gate with diamond carved in it saying :
"Petite is cute, Petite is beautiful."
i blog for girls who were deeply lonely in elementary school and stayed that way
no matter how many friends i make, nothing’s new. the feeling in my chest remains.
hey, i made this post forever ago and i want you to know: i don’t feel lonely anymore. i think i’ll always carry a ribbon of loneliness through who i am ( shout-out mary oliver ) because i was alone during my most formative years, but the loneliness i carry with me isn’t an actual state of being — it’s a memory of being lonely, it’s a state of being i used to be intimate with, it’s a familiar feeling that doesn’t challenge my perceptions or beliefs about the world or myself. it’s the blanket i put over myself when i don’t know any better or i’m scared of better.
i don’t know when it happened, but it did. i hope and pray it’ll happen to all the lonely girls that see themselves in this post — you can put your loneliness down, it has a home with the thousands of other lonely girls. come by once in a while to honour it, but know that your loneliness can keep mine company while we go live our lives.
Lila Land
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