Why didn't I write this sooner??!!


What Could Have BeenI see him stealing glances at me across the room.What Could Have Been
I have to say, he’s not half-bad looking. If I had to choose someone, I’d say he’s the best looking boy my age in the room.
He has dark, medium-length hair that flips up slightly at the end. Beatles style. He’s wearing a gray hooded sweatshirt. Acceptable. Casual. I can understand that.
He leaves five minutes earlier than everyone else. I see him walk down the long corridor and into the fading sunset.
When my family and I leave, I see him standing by a tree, waiting for his ride, no doubt. I steal my glances back from him, taking in his appea


Alice in London: PrologueTea is everything.Alice in London: Prologue
Or, at least that’s what my father told me one morning about a month ago. Along with telling me that we were moving to a foreign country.
What a way to start your morning. I was chowing down on my Cocoa Puffs, and then he just came out of nowhere, and started going on about tea.
“Alice, honey, you know how important the import and export of tea is in this family, right?” he began on that day, standing over me. I nodded, barely listening. I was thinking this was going to be another one of those career talks, where he rambled on about how I needed to find my way in life
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Everything is ironic to me. There are moments I find hysterical, but I'm probably the only one who would find that, except for a few people. -River Phoenix
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Your designer heart still beats with common blood.
much love!!!
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in a world of apples and kisses and shoes -
he wasted his wishes on wishing.
etsy shop!!!
cheers.
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*waves* Hello.
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My kiss turns to scar...
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