Every morning at school, I used to imagine getting up, walking up to the shuttered windows, and punching through them as hard as I could, breaking the glass and ramming my hand through the shards.

Then I'd calmly pull my bleeding hand out, and ask to go home for the day.

I'm kinda bummed sometimes I never had the guts to do it, but damn, that'd be an awfully stupid thing to do.

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I've been dreaming that I'm chasing after someone I love, and promising them I only wanted to talk, and I'm not going to act crazy and embarassing this time.

Like that's not revealing or anything

Some dreams you can't figure out, and then ....

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