There's something great about having breakfast for dinner. Something great, about eggs and orange juice after the sun goes down. If life was they way I wanted it to be, breakfast would be at noon. Lunch would be at four, and dinner would be at midnight. Who wouldn't like a nice plate of pancakes at 12? Of course, in this perfect world school would be from about 1-3. If it existed. 1-3 would be about the right amount for me. Also, in my ideal world, chocolate cake would be abundant. Boots and heels would be in endless supply, and I would always wear a flowery dress. I would be able to break out singing in the middle of school and everybody would dance and harmonize.
My perfect world is a little bit like a fairytale.
Or a musical.
But hey, that's just me.
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