Thoughts deceiving us in every way
Clouding true meanings of everything
Everything seems like a fairytale or a dream come true.
Sad
Reality hits hard when you wake up from a nightmare that fell into the day
You catch yourself day dreaming of things that can't come into existence
Snap out of it
You running out of time
Jan 4, 2024
Jan 4, 2024 at 3:23 PM UTC
Thoughts deceiving us in every way
Clouding true meanings of everything
Everything seems like a fairytale or a dream come true.
Sad
Reality hits hard when you wake up from a nightmare that fell into the day
You catch yourself day dreaming of things that can't come into existence
Snap out of it
You running out of time
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