I once knew a girl. A beautiful young girl. She didn't know it. She had flaws which made her more stunning. She was broken but whole. 

She was queen in her own world. Built towers of books and broken dreams. She wrote untilled she couldn't feel her fingers anymore. She always ran out of ideas to write and never fully finish her stories after she released them. So now she takes her time with them.
She's insecure about her writing and never takes pride after them.

Her world was all books and broken dreams but she was Queen.



Read her stories here also: http://www.quotev.com/DreamerOnHold