Magic, excitement, wonders, imagination, music, action, fantasy, thrills, and adventures. Oh, my God. Wow, this is wonderful and amazing. Oh, fairies playing with the gentle wind. Lovely. I love it and the fairies. Nothing ceases to amaze me with magic. I never give up believing in fairies and magic with all my heart because I still refuse to grow up, and forget about the precious things I knew, especially those from my childhood. I am like Peter Pan. My one and only wish is to keep the magic alive for all time. And I also wish to be a fairy to stay strong, childlike, young, and beautiful forever and ever like Tinker Bell, them, and the other fair folks. The world needs magic and it cannot die. Forever young. Believe in magic and never grow up. Fantasy rules and reality sucks! I hate getting and being old, which is awfully terrible to be unattractive, weak, and ugly like a hag with floppy, saggy skin, weak bones, and a wrinkled face. Bleh! Yuck! I don't buy that and I seriously don't want to be old. If I was in magical places like Fairyland or Neverland, I would not have to worry about ridiculous civilized laws, strictly bossy people, and stupid grown-up stuff. I want to be my true self as a young girl that I really am. No rules, no chores, no responsibilities, no schools, no homework, no cops, no parents, and best of all, no growing up. Prevent from aging and growing old. As long as I stay there, I will remain young for eternity as Peter Pan himself. No growing up, yuck! I, Heran Fatima Gertraud Mouada, am a lover of fantasy, adventures, fun, magic, and creatures. Master and guardian of imagination. Keeper of secrets and treasures. I am a child within. The child of God and the fair folks. Come away and dream away. Let imagination light your way to take you as far as your heart can see. Dream away to a place where hope is shining and find your silver lining. Think happy thoughts to make you fly. All it takes is faith, trust and pixie dust. When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laughter broke into a thousand pieces and they all went skipping about. That was the beginning of fairies. I may be shy and autistic, but fun-loving, adventurous, creative, high-spirited, athletic, free-spirited, and sometimes a little mischievous. Fairies are real and they do exist. Just because you can't see anything, it doesn't mean they don't exist. Relive your childhood and carefree life as before and escape adulthood. Believe in fairies and magic with all your heart 🧚🧚♂🧚♀
Magic, excitement, wonders, imagination, music, action, fantasy, thrills, and adventures. Oh, my God. Wow, this is wonderful and amazing. Oh, fairies playing with the gentle wind. Lovely. I love it and the fairies. Nothing ceases to amaze me with magic. I never give up believing in fairies and magic with all my heart because I still refuse to grow up, and forget about the precious things I knew, especially those from my childhood. I am like Peter Pan. My one and only wish is to keep the magic alive for all time. And I also wish to be a fairy to stay strong, childlike, young, and beautiful forever and ever like Tinker Bell, them, and the other fair folks. The world needs magic and it cannot die. Forever young. Believe in magic and never grow up. Fantasy rules and reality sucks! I hate getting and being old, which is awfully terrible to be unattractive, weak, and ugly like a hag with floppy, saggy skin, weak bones, and a wrinkled face. Bleh! Yuck! I don't buy that and I seriously don't want to be old. If I was in magical places like Fairyland or Neverland, I would not have to worry about ridiculous civilized laws, strictly bossy people, and stupid grown-up stuff. I want to be my true self as a young girl that I really am. No rules, no chores, no responsibilities, no schools, no homework, no cops, no parents, and best of all, no growing up. Prevent from aging and growing old. As long as I stay there, I will remain young for eternity as Peter Pan himself. No growing up, yuck! I, Heran Fatima Gertraud Mouada, am a lover of fantasy, adventures, fun, magic, and creatures. Master and guardian of imagination. Keeper of secrets and treasures. I am a child within. The child of God and the fair folks. Come away and dream away. Let imagination light your way to take you as far as your heart can see. Dream away to a place where hope is shining and find your silver lining. Think happy thoughts to make you fly. All it takes is faith, trust and pixie dust. When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laughter broke into a thousand pieces and they all went skipping about. That was the beginning of fairies. I may be shy and autistic, but fun-loving, adventurous, creative, high-spirited, athletic, free-spirited, and sometimes a little mischievous. Fairies are real and they do exist. Just because you can't see anything, it doesn't mean they don't exist. Relive your childhood and carefree life as before and escape adulthood. Believe in fairies and magic with all your heart 🧚🧚♂🧚♀