Well, you already know my dream, because naturally you were the first I told.
On a strange note, I feel good. Like I dunno how to explain it..
Balanced. I feel balanced. "Even, very symmetrical, not very odd. "
I'm exhausted beyond belief, yet i'm awake. Completely awake. No caffeine, there's not any form of drug in my body.
Yet I feel light, like a feather in the breeze.
This morning, I don't feel angry, or sad.
I don't feel much other than just a slight hint at some random positive emotion, I dunno what, though. Not like I care much, anyways. I'm in a good place right now, and that's all that matters.
Last night, I did a strange thing.
Some of you, my invisible friends, might even laugh at me for doing this.
I got my body pillow, and I put my biggest hoodie over it. I stuffed the sleeves and the hood, and boom! I didn't have to be alone last night.
Somehow, even though it still took hours to fall asleep, somehow I wasn't dreading being in my prison cell. Somehow I was..happy? No.
I wasn't alone, though. No, I wasn't pretending it was anyone specific, mostly because I didn't wanna be that weirdo. But either way, it was nice. I did well, lol.
I'm gonna shut up before my dumb ass makes is shoved into another mental hospital..
lol.

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Watch Me Fall
HorrorSome thoughts of a not so sane teenage girl. Cover by @ziggystaardusssttt