"What a day." It was all I could say. The tank was empty.
I slumped against Ben, my rock. Always steady, always strong. Sleep was a welcome thing at this point.
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A/N: Yes its short but this is as far as my imagine went, so deal. I solemnly swear that some of them will be longer, but not all. Plus this is my head and if it feels like going this far then it can and no one can judge.
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Whatever's Inside My Head
RandomThis isn't really a book, more like a journal. But you can bet I won't be writing in it every day. This is, probably, very literally a collection of everything from imagines to fanfics to diary entries. I'll be sure to tell you which is which. It'll...
