Thats interesting...cause my irl butterflies tell my irl mind that its a feeling I've never known.
Its not a figment to me. IDK im not aloud to be myself..I can with you. Talking to you my "imaginary" heart flutters and I feel "imaginary" butterflies in my "imaginary" stomach. So I just smile anyway..
S.J.
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Random darkness
General Fiction*this story is very descriptive and may be considered triggering. Be in a safe frame of mind when reading* Thought wanderings of a depressed mess...No real rhyme or reason..insights about death, suicide, self injury, self hate,bullying, abuse. Allot...
