She never looked nice,
She looked like art.
And art wasn't supposed to look nice,
It was supposed to make you feel something.
YOU ARE READING
Emerson
Teen FictionHonestly I have to go through and rewrite the entire story so dont read it. It's stupid and makes zero sense. "Fuck it." I whisper and turn around walking straight to the confused, tear faced Navaeh. I place my hands on both side of her face and kis...
