Sometimes, in the blur between sleep and consciousness I dream I’m kissing you. Even if you don’t yet exist.I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but all I can say for sure is that I’m tired of feeling strange. I used to think that maybe I was special or something, but now I think I just need to wake up and not be such an idiot anymore. So I think you were right, when you told me that I should stop thinking so much about stuff that I can’t change. That I should maybe do something positive for once.
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diaaididaiad said:
Your stories always hit the mark.
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