I believe in a lot of things.
I believe in characters and stories and fantasies.
I believe in cliches and laughter and art.
I believe in little pocket universes and theories that I create.
I believe in Rainy Skies and Sunny Days and fire and ice and wind.
I believe in insanity and happiness and sadness and infinity and oblivion.
Sometimes, I even believe in Love.
It’s a shame really, because I’m able to believe in all those things,
but I’m not able to believe in
myself.

YOU ARE READING
Dreams
FantasyMy "extra" book, where I put notices, random things, my thoughts, Dreams I have, Things that mean something to me, random moments where I overthink too much, and much more. So come along and join the ride I call my mind.