I don't even know what to say.
I feel lost.
The pool has closed.
Just for the summer, but it has a much more permanent feeling than that.
Next summer, I'm finding a job somewhere else. I never want to work there ever again.
Don't say I'm being overdramatic. You don't know the kind of pain I'm in.
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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...
