Xinnadreamer Stories

"How is it that you know more about me, than I know about myself."

"No matter how much I know about you, you always seem to confuse me."

"With a happy thought, and a pinch of pixie dust, you will fly." "It's not that easy."

"It's like, trying to forget the past but you keep unpacking the boxes that should've hid it away." "I still don't understand."

"You're annoying, should I kiss you to make you stop crying?"