Late Summer Rain

Droughts. Love. Happiness. Pain. What else can be brought on with a Late Summer Rain?

How to Hack a Heart

*In major construction. Do not read unless you do not want to read the ending for a very long time until I get things figured out. Thanks!* I was just a hacker. Your average, seventeen-year-old, very sarcastic hacker. Well, average if you thought average meant living with your fried chicken obsessed uncle after your e...