She said we were free ravens now so we could do anything we want to. I asked her if she meant free doves. She said no, we were ravens for two reasons: we rave, and we were black: black heart and black soul.
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AMANDA
Teen FictionAmanda is a pretty, enigmatic, loud, confident, rich and a depressed rebel of a girl. She's everything I'm not. I want to be like her. She's on the verge of self-destruction and I'm ready to fall with her inside the dark pit of nothingness, but am I...
