I wish this guy I'm sitting next to at the moment wasn't such an epic jerk.
You must be swift as the coursing river, With all the force of a great typhoon, With all the strength of a raging fire, Mysterious as the dark side of the moon.
Granted, but then you literally sing the sun out of the sky. And that is only a good thing when it is figurative.
I wish I was Princess Leia!
You must be swift as the coursing river, With all the force of a great typhoon, With all the strength of a raging fire, Mysterious as the dark side of the moon.
Granted, but when you're trying to play hide-and-seek in the dark, you have a great idea, lightbulb appears, and then you're found.
I wish I had a badge.
You must be swift as the coursing river, With all the force of a great typhoon, With all the strength of a raging fire, Mysterious as the dark side of the moon.
Granted, but--oh this obvious--now it's much, much too small. As in, a size 0.
I wish this guy who's sitting next to me would stop making fun of me for being a member of a writer's society. >_<
You must be swift as the coursing river, With all the force of a great typhoon, With all the strength of a raging fire, Mysterious as the dark side of the moon.