I wish there was a carnival and I could visit you and we could go there and it would be open all night and we could forget that we aren't apart of the lights and the beautiful music and the rides and the shows and the freaks. We could drink drinks with sparklers in them and eat funnel cake and laugh at nothing and go on the swings, they're my favorite part. It could feel like we're flying and we...

You're a lovely lovely girl with milk warm tea and spiders under your skin. You should live in a old dark wooded Victorian house that always has the faint ear of things like The Flower Duet flowing in harmony out all of the open doors and windows. Things like Adagio For The Strings and works by Beethoven lacing through the wood works. Nox Arcana creeping through every hallway and in the yard that...