That October Night
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Per adultiCompleta sab, set 19, 20205h 9m
"Maybe dreams do come true after all. Even dreams we chase at midnight hours, Shorts."
At least Ray had dreams to chase because I ran away from mine. My dreams aren't the kinda dreams I could just wake up at midnight and chase 'em.
I have nightmares.
The kinda nightmares that don't only occur when my eyes are closed. I have the kinda nightmares where my ex-boyfriend is the ghost. Even states away his actions still haunts me whenever it desires.
Both day and night.
I don't chase my dreams.
My dreams chase me.
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📌Originally called Actions Speaks Louder Than Words
📌Completed September 19th 2020
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