DuCkSrFaB
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- Parts 10
Tripping.
Gripping.
Slipping.
Her thoughts were a mess to her.
As were her dreams; she didn't know exactly how to put it..
But she didn't feel like herself sometimes; she felt lonely, empty, exhausted..
Gone.
It was weird, to her - that such insignificant dreams could have such an impact on her.
It was weird, in the sense that she shouldn't have had anything to do with them.
It was weird up until that moment, where her life came crashing down.
That moment: it was shocking, breath-taking, gasp-inducing.
She didn't want to partake in it.
She didn't.
She didn't.
So why does she feel so familial with this complete parallel to her?
She was one side of the rectangle, whilst he was the other.
In that way, they both were the same: triangular and unique.
Both varying in every way possible, but still managing to fit with one another.
Each one the opposite of the other.
Like a jigsaw puzzle.
So why did she feel so out of place?
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(Y/n) is a college student, with good intentions and good grades; she's an observer, she likes to look. Looking is what gets her to where she is now; three boys. Three boys, all polar opposites from each other. Three boys and all she can gather is that they're perfect together. Perfect in a way only soulmates are. And, incidentally, in a world full of soulmates, she's in love. She's in love and so are they. But they're all in love with different reasons. And none of them are the right ones.