The beauty of life is that there's no clear answer, we make one for ourselves, based on situations and assumptions, yet one thing remains certain, we live to love,not less not more.
That's it.
I still remember it. The first day, and the last. And certainly everything in between. The days were years and every kiss was another star to hold onto. But people romanticize everything. That's the issue with our generation.
We care too much, but then again, isn't that the point?
We try hard, we think long. We see our lives through pink lenses. Harboring extremities at their bests.
Time is fleeting.
Every second is clenching onto the other in hopes that the next will beat the last. That's my philosophy. And here's how I came up with it.
Here's my story.
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RomanceTeen girl AJ, obsessed with cheesy telenovelas and her best friend Dani, tries to find her way through keeping her aunt as a legal guardian, keeping her grades in order, and keeping her sanity. But high school, boys, and french love songs make th...
