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~What dreams are made of~
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Ongoing, First published May 06, 2017
Mature
"As I try to find the logic that's hiding in this all consuming feeling that's invading my body, I come to the realization that there simply isn't any. There is no logical explanation for why I have such extreme affections for someone I have no memories of. This realization throws me, if not only because of the weight of what I just admitted to myself, but because there is only one way that this can all make sense; One confession that justifies everything that I'm feeling at this moment. There is only one word that can answer my question: Love."

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If there's one word that Daisy Mae Jones would use to describe her life, it would be lacking. Friends, money, love, all of these things have never come in abundance to Daisy Mae. It's not until she starts having dreams- or memories, honestly she doesn't know-of a past she's unable to recall that she starts to think maybe her life hasn't been lacking as much as she thought it was. Maybe it wasn't lacking at all. 

Maybe it was too much for her to handle. 


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