it is cold where i am
surrounded by concrete walls
i wasted my time building.
i am tired of being alone,
but it's who i am now, isn't it?
who would i be without my
word lists and books and headphones and cowardly heart?
i would be vulnerable
and thin as paper,
though i am both of those things now.
i do not know;
it all scares me.
i have spent my life as a sleeping dreamer
and i am afraid to know what may happen if i wake up...
when i wake up.
- zoe quinn
3:19am
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quixotic. ↣ d.h.
Fanfiction{ in which dan, a high school boy who loves photography and filmmaking, meets zoe, a girl who loves words (but doesn't love speaking them), in the miserable group their school refers to as 'shy club' }
