Do you ever hold your favorite book and struggle to even read a page? Do you ever play your favorite music but all you hear is a loud noise, but not louder than the thoughts in your head. Do you ever make your favorite sandwich but then leave it on the counter cause you don't feel like eating anymore?
Hi, i'm Blue. My parents named me Gemma which i really like by the way but i feel like Blue is the name that defines me. You can picture me however you want to because shapes and sizes of our bodies don't define us. I want you to know me by my story and my weird thoughts and feelings.
Am I an Introvert or an extrovert? Well, i am a person who uninvites herself from situations involving people because in my head I've already rejected myself and I don't need to go through the pain of being rejected by others too. See, i'm smart.
I love to love. I'm a little dandelion among huge wild grasses that dances with the wind and smiles with the sun. Cries with the clouds and sings with the insects. I'm like a Disney Movie where all the birds and animals are dancing and singing and the world is always a beautiful musical. But recently, I've been nothing like that.
Hi, i'm Blue.
This is my story.
YOU ARE READING
Blue Doors
Aktuelle Literatur"Everything was blue in my head. Staring at the wall, the sun's rays kissing my amateur drawings, my playlist playing on shuffle. Everything was blue, just blue." I broke down in my room with my broken pieces. I could feel my heart sinking in an e...
