A girl who struggles with life in her own petty way....Or is it just what they say? Dreams and hopes crushed only to be reduced into something else, like a supernova: bright and colorful-
Wow, as much as I love poetry I'm not gonna start of this story like some Shakespearean nitwit. This is the story of my life, and this is the summary. So might as well not blow it. Anygay, I'm Agatha, you can call me Aggie. This story will be filled with my weird imagination and all my fuck ups.
Note: This story has nothing to do with the author.
Trigger Warnings: Cursing, self harm, and drugs.
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.