Vanessa

I exist because I dream. I always seem to forget that I'm growing up. I live in my head more than I live in the real world. I have no idea where I'm going but I guess we all end up somewhere, someday, as someone. I've got pages upon pages of words in my head, but they're the kind that don't translate onto paper. I live for the moments that feel like forever, and the people that make them. My best friends are people made out of words; the one's I know best. I'm nostalgic to the point of permanent rewind.