time to pretend

I am pretending to be in a fairy tale, a vagabond, a reader, a writer, an artist...a person who lives her life without regrets and a person who lives for love.

And it's true, I think I am pretending less and becoming more.

What are you pretending to be my loves?

glitter hands and marching bands

Does it mean more if love is something worth living for
or something worth dying for?