starry nights and coffee cups. who knew sleeping in class could have it's perks? a short story with crappy writing. finished on ; 13/06/18 rainyjoon © 2018

"I don't need them. I'm okay. This is me. I don't need anyone trying to change me. To fix me. They can't fix me, because I'm not broken. I don't need to be fixed." _ in which a bipolar boy writes letters to someone _ All rights reserved. Copyright © wangzico 2016