She dreams of escaping. Of vanishing to a faraway land. Where fairies and gnomes rule the earth, where flying isnt merely a fantasy. For where the forgotten find solace, and where its home for the lost. The haven where tears are merely a prelude to rain, the hideaway abode.

I miss my youth,
i think i haven had enough.
I dont want to grow up,
im not ready to. back to top?

What am i doing here when there's block tests tmr. BOO.
Wake up nicole.
Go study.

Happy birthday eddie gan. back to top?

I dont regret, i just wonder. A lot. back to top?

I see no point in trying so hard to make my tomorrow beautiful.
We often question the purpose of life, and it seems i cant find mine.
To life for myself they say, but what is it i want?
Tell me, what can i live for? back to top?

Im a lucky kid. I know.
But sometimes, its more that just that.
I dont need all the fancy things in the world,
cause there's only so much i can use.
The little surprises and effort put in,
thats what we really need.
Once upon a time. back to top?

When we were young,
things were so simple.
When something made us happy,
we laughed.
When we felt hurt or pain,
we cried.

But now,
its just not the same.
A little lost. back to top?

I stop trying. back to top?

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