So, I despise having dreams, good or bad. The reason behind this is that, I HATE incomplete stories. And I don’t mean that I feel rage whenever I have a dream and wake up, I’m just encompassed in this melancholy feeling, as though I’d never hear the end of the story. Same goes for movies, books, all that stuff. If the story doesn’t cover their whole life story, it feels incomplete, thus making ME feel incomplete. Like I’m missing some important parts. I guess this is what gives me the desire to write, but i dunno really. I just read something, and it feels pretty final, but i just crave for an addition to the story which is likely to never come. Thanks for reading if you did, see yall whenever I decide to wipe the dust off this account once more
