November 2010
I am from those moments. A root that nobody seems to really care about, but will...
Sad Love Story →
leeeiraa:
“10th grade As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called “best friend”. I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had…