There are times when the world i live in and the world i made up become one. i cannot tell you the difference from reality and the fantasy world i created a long time ago to escape the life i didn't really want. depressing isn't it? things have changed since when i was a child and i have grown to realize there are other things in this world than pain and agony that tore me to shreds, ripping their blood stained teeth into my soul. As i grow, i make real friends and meet real people, yet the fantasy world i created as a child still calls to me, begging me not to forget what lies deep within my heart.
Yet i try to live like a normal 18-year-old-girl but its hard to do when all i want to do is get lost in fantasy...
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I know exactly how you feel. I've made up my own little world too. Sometimes it's safer to believe in a lie, but that doesn't make the reality get any better. stare
You just got to have faith that it will all work out for you in the end. 3nodding