I don't feel like I'm in reality, just in a fantasy world. I see everything in a brighter color than should be seen but I don't care. Colors make me happier.
I like the color black and all, I really like it on others. But not on myself.
A smile is always made up on my face, it's an addiction but I love it.
Not heroine or meth, any drug that you can think of.
Only happiness makes me know that this is not a dream.
Hey lovelies, I hope you have a great day. I'm thinking of a sign out for this book. I have my mind set on choose happiness. So choose happiness!