Oh it was one of those nights again, when you watch an old movie and it brings back memories of what you used to think and wanted to know and wanted to be and bahh. That's what watching Practical Magic did tonight. I immediately wanted to wear long skirts and long sleeve shirts for the rest of my life, and live in a big Victorian house on the cliffs overlooking the bay below. Back when I wanted a room full of candles (Still do) and to be able to grow every kind of herb and plant and use them for homeopathic things and believe in some sort of magic that wasn't a god type, but an all around type.
I thought about getting the Birth of Venus tattooed on my back. Just Venus, though.
Now... I'm on a Nightwish mood. Finding the acoustic songs so I can sing along, and listening to Anette's gorgeous voice... it's just a good night. Too bad my throat is sore, or else I'd enjoy listening to myself more. Like this, although he took a few little liberties, it's just so amazing. Reminds me of drinking nights on the balcony when it was 40 degrees outside!
xx A Swan Of White Marz
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