A journal of my thoughts and advice to others for the year 2014. New entries almost everyday until 12/31/14. Comment, vote, share. Inbox me or contact me if you want me to write about anything specific and/or want to share your thoughts!

No one wants the broken ones. No one voluntarily picks the malformed ones, the ones with scars, with defects. No one wants a toy that's been used. Noelle was used to it. People didn't ask her why she had so many scars on her body. No one asked why she kept to herself. No one asked her anything, for that matter. Not that she could blame them. No one wanted someone like her. Right?

When a girl who wants nothing but to survive college is offered a bet that could practically save her, it was quite obvious that she would do anything to win. (Warning: if you're willing to read a fanfic written by a 13 yr old girl years ago, then be my guest)