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plots i want to do ;;
  • there’s a girl who wears long dresses and big boots that climbs trees for fun; loving the feeling of the sun against her skin. There’s a boy who passes the tree every day who’s afraid of heights. one day she convinces him to love the trees & the emerald green leaves and they whisper secrets to each other, he recites poetry and she makes jokes.
  • there’s a boy and he’s all alone in the big house of his. his parents are rarely ever home & he spends most of his time wanting to just talk to someone his own age. There’s a girl and she’s running away from home and she stumbles upon the boy with ink stains on his fingers living in the hollow home.  
  • there’s a girl who lives in her own imagination, disliking the cruel harsh reality. one day she thinks up a boy —- a boy who turns out to be her only friend. She doesn’t think it weird that only she can see him; that only she can talk to him & as she gets older she gets more and more exposed to reality until she forgets about him. He comes back yeas later, to save her from a broken marriage — wanting nothing but a smile upon her face.
  • there’s a boy and he’s got bruises on his fingers because he takes his anger of the world out on other people ; there’s a girl and she’s practising to be a nurse & he comes to her & she helps him, not ever saying anything.
  • there’s a girl who can talk to ghosts. she likes this; feeling the age and wisdom slowly come off them & one day she meets a boy — he’s dead but he thinks he’s alive. living in his small patch of reality & dreaming of what once was. She doesn’t know how to break it to him and so does everything she can to make his small heart b e a t again.
  • there’s a boy and he hides his secrets in a journal his thoughts all kept in a small leather notebook. there’s a girl and she’s exploding with all of her thoughts that she can’t contain in her head anymore & keeps them all in a small leather notebook. one day they swap by accident and catastrophe occurs.
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