The real me wants love.
The real me wants to feel butterfly's when I see THAT person.
The real me is a slut for books.
The real me has always been a rock for everyone.
The real me wants someone to ask for my feelings.
The real me wants to find that magnetic pull that author seem to describe so weel.
The real me is hidden and desperatly trying to get free.
The real me likes glasses over contacts.
The real me is terrified to fall.
The real me is ambitious.
I know the real me is somewhere inside and I think its about time I let it out.
However this generation doesn
t deserve it.
So Ill hide it till someone makes me see differently...

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Imagines
Krótkie OpowiadaniaThis is a book of all the "imagines" that I post on TikTok. Hope y'all enjoy! 🥳