Thursday, February 10, 2011
Throwing Rice At A Wedding Alternative
Lately I spend daydreaming.
The other day I was talking to herself, imagining one of my many stories of happy ending, and farts in a moment I realized how stupid I was doing, but also followed.
My point is that now my days are like that, between fiction and reality. I guess I imagine writing stories or takes a bit of my vegetative state, but I do not want to live in a world of fiction, I just walk past to decide that's what I do with my life.
[Maybe it's like Winona says ...]
[It ....] safest
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