Monday, September 21, 2009


Sometimes I just wish that bandaids could fix everything. Just wack one on and it's all better. That getting up was just picking your bike and brushing yourself down. Heartache was when your favourite toy went missing or your brother got all the chocolate cake.
Sometimes I wish there was a bandaid for everything.

1 comment:

Lizard said...

You always pick the most amazing photographs ^___^

I'd like a bandaid D: I'm running out ]=