Dear dreams ,
Why arent you becoming real? I pray every night for you to. I want a proper life. I want money, i want to be pretty. I want clothes. I want stuff. I want to live life. I want to try everything, I want to love , i want to travel! I wanna rock & roll. I want to do things i never did before. I want to live like im dying. Come real soon .
Love ,
Kimberly.