When he said I had a smile "to die for", a sip of poison slipped into my veins as I recalled Orwell's advice they you should never use a metaphor or simile that you are used to hearing or seeing in print.
“I’m not totally mad at you. I’m just sad. You’re all locked up in that little world of yours, and when I try knocking on the door, you just sort of look up for a second and go right back inside.” — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
A once upon a time, happily ever after kind. I wish on dandelions and shooting stars. NSFW none of the pictures are mine unless it is specifically tagged as such. Very taken by my DaddyHubs. You can find Him at formydandelionprincess