actually my theme song is the strings and drum intro of the phoenix by fall out boy which abruptly changes into boney m’s ra-ra-rasputin after the first chorus and ends with me whispering “there’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do” to remember not only toto’s blessing that is africa but also remind you that I am in fact invincible

“looks don’t matter, it’s what inside that counts” is an easy thing to say when you are so beautiful that you don’t even notice and the first impression people have of you is always how nervous, heart-fluttering, overwhelmed you made them feel, how badly they want to get to know you, to realize your even larger beauty inside; and it’s easy to say when you’re not so absolutely average-looking that it coaxes nobody into a second look at all, with no interest to learn who you are inside. 

so yes, it’s inside what counts, but if nobody cares about looking, you end up watching alone. you either learn to love your brilliance in silence and solitude or you scream loud enough that they have to look at you.

My friend’s birthday is on Friday the 13th, this month.

See, there is this one really mysterious saying that nobody knows where it came from. It goes a little like – 

“To be a warlock’s enemy is the greatest horror
But to be their friend is the wildest honour.”

I am not saying that you might want to present this saying to your friend. I am also not saying that if they seem really amused for some reason, or grin in that certain way that has always sent shivers down your spine, that you should consider yourself very lucky and very protected. Then again, I am also not saying that if they give you a really confused look, you might want to prepare for a long night. After all, you never know what new parts of a person can awaken on a birthday.

But I am not saying any of that. I wish them an insightful birthday and both of you a wicked October. 

The first day of October has strong magic to it. The only creatures that dare set their eyes on the moon that night are, without a doubt, all witches. 

Oh? You did what? And you did it on the first night of autumn’s reign?

Then we must say to you:

Welcome. We have been waiting for you.