-Day-dreaming-
Mindlessly drifting into 'space' when times would bore her.
Dreaming of the things she wished she could see.
It may have been all in her head but man did she love it.
And, others did too.
It gave not only her but others a sense of calm, they realised that life wasn't just about what's now.
Or that's as she thought.
But eventually, she came to terms with the fact that the only life she would ever feel appreciated in was the one she created in her head.
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Sad short stories <3
Short Storyloads of pretty sad short storied thatll make you go 'damn' first book blah blah blah but im pretty proud of it so <33 also i am not like 7 writing this i am infact an unstable teenager who vents via wattpad B)
