as a little girl whenever my parents, or anyone else for that matter, scolded me or talked to me rudely, i just escaped into my little daydream being delusional about how i was a timid, helpless and a sensitive girl with no one of her own. alone and desperate. but then one fine day. a boy shows up and he rescues her. haha this is giving me goosebumps. but yeah that has still been my coping mechanism. but i am tired of it now.
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you know what was i thinking today? that inn the sprawling age of social media we malleable teenagers have become mature too early on. like this is not our time. and this precociousness will turn out to be disruptive in its own ways. do you get it? also, i know i will never find love and i will live and die alone. and i have no other choice other than to find comfort in that fact and live a unjudged life. woohoo.