I wish it was sunny, but not so hot that the worlds ice caps melted, and not so cold that it was a second ice age, and that we could swim in teh pool without getting sick and dying from the cold.
granted, but you're so pretty that no one can bare to look at you and you end up living alone with too many cats to count, and wearing a paper bag over your head everytime you go out of the house.
*I wish I had less zits, while still maintaining everything else I like aobut myself.*
[s]Granted, but the beauty comes with you becoming a sociopath. Sorry love, the men in the white coats are coming to take you away where it doesn't matter how pretty you are.[/s]
Huh. Okay, I was too late. Anyway: granted, but you have blackheads. And they are very, very visible.
I wish I had a dark, smoky alto like Rachael Yamagata. *_________*
because memory moves in orbits of absence, because she holds her hands out in the rain, and rain remembers nothing, not even how it became itself. - Las Ruinas del Corazon, Eric Gamalinda
Are they? I've always thought zits were those big red gigantic dots full of pus [ewww XD] and were separate from blackheads, which are just dirt-filled pores.
Granted! However, your mental state doesn't hold up well. I'm afraid that while you may like your mental state [and don't even notice the blatant histronic disorder] nobody else does. And THEY notice the disorder.
I wish I had some vanilla extract on hand.
because memory moves in orbits of absence, because she holds her hands out in the rain, and rain remembers nothing, not even how it became itself. - Las Ruinas del Corazon, Eric Gamalinda
Granted! However, you don't notice it and you sink slowly into your own personal black abyss of distorted knowledge.
I wish my room was exceptionally clean, or at least more immaculate than it is now.
because memory moves in orbits of absence, because she holds her hands out in the rain, and rain remembers nothing, not even how it became itself. - Las Ruinas del Corazon, Eric Gamalinda
granted, but it becomes so unbelievably messy tomorrow that you have to reclean it by yourself because you are grounded from everything that can contact the outside world.
Granted; however, the saying "You won't appreciate it until it's gone" becomes exceptionally true for you. Your brother starts to become detached and everybody else pays more attention to his needs rather than yours; therefore, in a sense, he becomes even more aggravating than ever.
I wish people would stop interchanging 'you're' and 'your'.
because memory moves in orbits of absence, because she holds her hands out in the rain, and rain remembers nothing, not even how it became itself. - Las Ruinas del Corazon, Eric Gamalinda
