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"Sometimes fantasy is better than reality."

When living in reality, things get so complicated and things get so scary.
Exhaustion.
Fear.
Confusion.
Lost.
Imagine being dropped in the middle of no-where and being expected to find your way home. No food, no water, no proper support. How do you do it?

In life, you need to dream. Living in a fantasy world is obviously better than living in a reality world. Walking through that port hole, then stepping into another world, your own world where everything is perfect and nothing can hurt you no matter what. I guess that's when I close my eyes at night. Long, tiring days, sleeping is the only time I'm able to take a moment off and think.

My fantasy is as simple as a little girl's thoughts. At 5, every girl would read a fairy tale, and hope, and think that Prince Charming would come and swoop me off my feet. At 16, I still hope and wait for that to happen. Naive aren't I? I guess I only have that one image in my head, that one person that I can't get rid of, it's just too hard to let go at the moment. Maybe it's because I don't want to let go...maybe I don't want to release my grip. Such a hypocritical blog in reference to my others one. But I really don't want to pretend to smile and hope for the best. I don't want to be that girl who laughs really hard, and loud, but inside she's crying. I'm sick of faking my emotions, because I'm not like that.

xx Veronica