Have you ever wanted anything so much? So....incredibly bad that you could feel it in your bones, your blood? Could you see is so clearly when you closed your eyes? Could you hear it and smell it and taste it and feel it like it was all right there? Like you were in it? Did anyone understand? Did anyone take you seriously? Did anyone believe? Or were you alone? Were you alone in your dream, playfully mocked in your reality? Was the dream real to anyone besides you? Does it even matter? Do you need someone else to validate your dream for you? Or are you content with dreaming on your own?
- it's the one thing they'll never take from me
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Big F**king Mood: A New Narrative
Non-FictionA series of thoughts, questions, lists, rants, daydreams, and confessions. TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of depression, anxiety, bullying, and sexual harassment.
