I. Let's start by not calling it love. II. Your scent still stinks in my skin and you smell like pot and nicotine. You left a trail on my hair so you can find me anywhere. III. When I close my eyes I could still feel your hands tracing the weakest parts of me. And the warmth of your palm easing the ache of my mise...
This story is for my sisters here in wattpad (They're not biologically my sisters). __________________________________________________________________________________ Its natural to be a fangirl. What's not cool? Its criticizing a girl for being a fangirl. You wont know how happy fangirls can be when they see their...
The month of February is the month of love for James and Nadine. Here's the story behind it.