Sunday, August 13, 2006

" What is real? " asked the Rabbit one day. " Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle? "

" Real isn't how you're made. " Said the horse. " Its thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time , not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become real. "

" It doesn't happen all at once, " said the horse. " You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you're real, most of your hair had been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose b>because once you're real, you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand. "

-- The Veleteen Rabbit

I feel blissful today. in fact, very. (:

What will make Annabelle a happier girl is this skirt,



Anyone who knows where its available at, drop me a tag. (oh btw, its Abercormbie) (:r; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/80_1_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" />

Anyone who knows where its available at, drop me a tag. (oh btw, its Abercormbie) (:

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