She never takes a compliment.
She never sees anything for what it is.
For her, her imagination is the only reality that counts.
She never lost her cool.
She never wore a frown.
Then she met me.
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Non-FictionA collection of short stories that I've heard of having possibly happened and my imagination imagining what would have happened. All of these stories are true, partly or wholly. Also, the title is slightly misleading: I don't want to comment, but ev...
