Down, Down, Down. Will the fall never end?

You can call me Jaymi and we'll call this wonderland. I've been dying for 18 years, and I'm trapped in this bleak and bland place that most people know by the name of reality...
So I'd like to fill this place with dreams, thoughts, figments of my imagination, a splash of blood, a dash of guts, and a pinch of fairy dust, to create a place where my mind can reside.