Through the pages of this journal is the paper that contains ink made from the cloudy gas called dream. The dream is from me. My thoughts are written inside this journal. But I must warn you that it won't always carry good thoughts. Some can be scary or sad. Exiting or angering. But it all depends on how you read it.
Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 10:49 PM UTC
Through the pages of this journal is the paper that contains ink made from the cloudy gas called dream. The dream is from me. My thoughts are written inside this journal. But I must warn you that it won't always carry good thoughts. Some can be scary or sad. Exiting or angering. But it all depends on how you read it.
It really is...........magic.
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