They say money is the root of all evil.
I think love is.
Love made me do something I never would've done in my right mind.
Because love is like a disorder, it throws your mind out of whack and out of normality.
The thing I did scandalized even myself. It shocked him. And it was the official start to what tore us apart.
I did it because of love.
Actually, maybe love isn't the root of all evil.
Maybe love is the evil.
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He Is, He Isn't
RomanceThe first day I met him we established three things: our names, my intelligence, and his stupidity. Only one thing remains the same. My name is still Ellie, and his is still Ryan. _____ A poetic story of love, heartbreak and laughter, and all the e...
