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consciously drunk

Am I the only one who can manage to dream while wildly awake? It is kinda frustrating that I am here writing but my whole being isn't, she's gone, drowning in her own made chaos in her mind. Meanwhile, my purpose here is to organized her thoughts so I can find her corpse and try to revive her so she can feel real again, hope so. I am thinking that she's not dead, maybe she managed to survive down there, maybe in her last seconds of breathing she hm, she's dreaming and she didn't want to wake up again. I'd like to think that we're too late because she already fell in love in the never land but nevertheless she needs to get up. Sorry. It isn't bad to fantasize, it can keep you alive.

I will slowly close my eyes and try to invade her privacy- Oh, I am seeing it, her dreams. She's dreaming to be independent and yeah, I knew it, she keep on dreaming that she's living with the everybody's expectations.

The expectation begins with~ She will manage to get a full scholarship in college and the only problem of her parents are her allowance. She did it, she became a martial arts athlete and a part-time librarian in, ofc, in the University of Santo Tomas, she's dreaming right, well she's good at it. At first, everybody doubt her skills because of her petite body but she didn't want to be a loser so she break all of them by kicking high; aiming of being exemptionally excellent in every field she take. The UST was too glad, too proud to have her in their team so they grant her a gift, a brand-new fortuner. 'What a concept of an exit path' runs in her mind but as a good pink girl, she accepted it and used it for the sake of convenience although she loves it- since it is another tool to escape. Her family was overwhelmed by her achievements, they have no problem in their 'panganay' simply because, she's strong and independent. In addition, she's not just a scholar student, she's earning too, she whole-heartedly accepted that she's an adult and yehey, she's surviving. She's purely happy about it, fnally she did something right.

And then, I unintentionally wake her up, saved her for being a prisoner of her fantasy. I sat up and fix myself, I need to do something if I really want to turn my dreams in reality. I'll make my own reality, mark my words. I can.