Selling Memories

Some say life's a game, some say life's a path.. others say life's hard that it's difficult. I say different. I say that life is a hoax. It's a facade. It's a mirage of lies and bribery. Why, one may ask..? Because, tomorrow, when I shut my eyes, all I'll see is black. The love, the mistakes, the friendship and the hate, none of it would matter because we'll all be strangers again," she said as her eyes began flickering with tears before they too were carried away with her to the grave.

Quinn Fabray, an admirable youth and quite the literal definition of innocence, watches her life dangle back and forth over a string of hope and reckless decisions tracing back to wistful memories which often one prays to forget.

From seeing the horizon of love crash every now and then to letting go of the most cherished moments into a sea of wasted judgements.

"Why do you trample over my bruises when I mend yours?"
~anonymous

-WARNING-

Contains:

1) Strong Language
2) Suicidal and mature content

**If any of this triggers you then please don't read this book**

Thank you so much for reading!!

-Prii