She was a boring, bland, a black and white type of girl. Only took cheese pizza and had no fancy way of eating an Oreo.
But there was one thing about her that was unknown to the public.
She had an imagination that ran wild. If she ever allowed her thoughts to escape, her world would be painted in the vibrant colors of her mind, overflowing with endless creativity.
But the world could only handle the black coffee and pin-straight hair side of her without assuming her mad.
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a collection of deep thoughts
Poetry☻swimming under the midnight rain☻ Simply pages of thoughts, feelings, ideas, spilled out into words. To get out before I go mad.
