where it is safe to feel unpopular;
where my madness, my music and my mayhem come together, creating my magick; where friends are welcome, anytime, as long as they leave their negativity at the sturdy, well-worn door. MY fortress. MY strength. MY space.
MY neverland.
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
"They dreamed up conversation to stay where they were." Not quite sure why this (paraphrased) line stuck in my head, but it did, and I have this lover of all things mad to thank for lending me the book.
