I'd be lying if i say im happy.

Helpless

I can't help it and I'm falling deeper. Why do I always have to fall for the impossible. I know where I stand but I don't know is it always like that? People tend to want what they can't have I guess and I hate this feeling I hate planting thoughts that would never happen in real life. I hate being stuck in my own fantasies knowing that everything would just stay in my head. Why do I always want to give in even though I know it's a never ending hole. Why why why why why.

But I can't help it. I guess I'll just pretend. I'm good at it actually so I'll just have to stick to what I do best.

If I ever tell you, how will you react.

Magic.