Hi Witty.
I feel kind of weird on a open account but I have friends on here and I don't want them knowing about this :/ Anyway way for starters i thought I fell in love in 5th grade. Yea, 5th grade. I know dumb right? He had a GF. i would pick out all her flaws. Obviously they aren't dating any more. I would think what does he see in her, but now she's beautiful. Now he's a player. Wow, it's funny how thinks work out. So, on my real account i have a story and the main character's boyfriend is the perfect guy. I named him after my current crush. I don't know why, I just had to. Sometimes I wonder what my BFF's think of me. They say they love me but sometimes i wonder. Nerds think there my best friends. I ignore them and talk nasty to them but they still like me. I really don't have dreams only the same nightmare. I thing is, I no I'm dreaming so it ends quickly cause I stop it. I try to control it, but it never happens. in the dream i hear the doorbell ring. this is when I know I'm dreaming. i tell whoever is about to answer it not to, but its too late. the first bullet is fired at whoever answered. i run to the basement and out the back door. They see me. i stop running. i get sick of this dream. i let them shoot me, so i can wake up. I think I'm afraid of dieing. like, i can die any day, any minute, any second. I've had it ever since i was 8 or 9. If you read this thank you. Comment :)
Bye Witty.
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