I don't think I've ever written about first love or high-school crush or anything of that sort. So, here it is! It's my variation on first love where two girls really like each other and then stuff happens. I do hope you like it! It starts like this : " You were a reflection of me from the way you walked, to the way you tied your hair...."
13 reasons why. Love is an eight-year old, flying around and playing all the time. His favorite toy is a bow and arrows. I am so sorry, but his mother had failed to teach him that violence wasn't the answer, because every time she did, he'd pout and say 'But I make them feel happy'. … Continue reading 13 reasons why.