I like daydreaming way too much. I wish I could get lost in my own thoughts sometime. I keep thinking about every possible thing that could happen. But I know those things will never come true. That makes me feel so worried and anxious that I think daydreaming is not good after all.
Reality is different, full of problems and insecurity. I never search for a solution, but wait until it all goes away. I ignore every single problem that cannot be solved immediately. My grades that are falling, living without my family in the time of school, being liked by this lesbian girl I only want to be friends with and having to watch my own face every day, wondering how the hell did I become such an ugly human being. I just push it all away.