Wrong In All The Right Places

Wrong In All The Right Places

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I feel like everything has changed...or is changing. But somehow I know my body can't handle it; can't handle coping up with the energy lost everyday. I feel myself grow a little weaker. Grow a little more thinner than I was minutes ago. But maybe that was just an illusion compared to this. Compared to how I feel now. Compared to all those damn dark circles that keep my usual dull grey eyes even darker; losing every bit of it's crazy shine it once possessed. But the best part was losing myself at the seems even though I knew I wasn't. I gave it all but he didn't. Elaine; an average young teenager with parents whom adore her. She's tangled up in mess that she can't figure out how to get out of. She's trying. But she can't. But with the help of her psychiatrist; Kyle... she knows she's getting there. To her breaking point of letting everything out. But what's keeping her from it? What's her real secret that she hides to cover her true identity?
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When you're forced to mask Reality with Fantasy. The lifted layers finally unveil the tombstone of self. The biggest cities into the tiniest pebbles The massive ideas and thoughts formed into merely something to fear. A protagonist who already forgot his name Remembers He is a Daydreamer. Which is the only way to cope with life after multiple tragedies. And the fraud on fake friends faces. Only to daydream. As losing touch takes a toll on that rotting indulgence slowly. This get's quite horrific as it goes on. It's not to enjoy but to reflect on and experience. I decided to publish the draft version, because I don't think I can fully finish YWAADD final edition any time soon. I am in the worst mental and emotional state ever. It's quite a struggle and I suffer heavily. So yeah, the polished draft kind of holds up aswell too. The final one is way longer and eventful. So, um yeah I don't expect this to get attention at all, it's kind of really mid in some parts. But enjoy, or don't I guess. Yes this was inspired by Everywhere At The End Of Time. And other fan projects.

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