The Pretty Thing Hurts

The Pretty Thing Hurts

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What is love to people? Is it the idea having someone to hold or having to give someone flowers and chocolates? Alot of people, especially teens believe that what they have with their partners is true love. But how can you say so, when the people you fall inlove with, are only the attractive ones? You say you look beyond people's looks and fall inlove with their personality. Well thats just a lie, tell me how is it that people can put up with a hot person's crap, but the moment that 'loser' doesnt like your selfie, it's all over. Is that what we call love? Now, really? In this world filled with liars, cheats, hoes and fuckboys how do you know it's real? People say they love someone without really meaning it. Most of them, just for the sake of it. Just because you're hot, popular, rich, for their own fun or just to get you on their bed. Am I the only one who finds it really hard trusting the sugar coated pretty word 'Love' and pretty boys? Afterall, the pretty thing hurt the most.
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*Completed* "I just want to know why." I say as I turn over, trying to find his figure through the dark of my room. "Why what?" He asks. "Why you're being so nice to me." I say quietly, vulnerability seeping into my words. "How we even became friends." He sighs, "I want to know how." I scrunch my brow. "How what?" His response is soft, the opposite of his sarcastic personality. "How you don't see it." ******* Reagan Holt was about as average as a high school student could be. She didn't play any sports, didn't participate in the popular activities, and wasn't the girl all the boys chased after. All except one boy. He wrote her a letter every week. Each letter described something new for him to love about her. Whether it was how beautiful her laugh was or how his heart swelled with every smile she gave, he never failed to write how he felt. So the two should be together, right? That's the way Reagan wants it, but there's just one problem. He signs his letters "Love, Anonymous." Now add an obnoxious, conceited, sex god into the equation and you get a teenage girl confused on who really loves her. The sweet, tender written anonymous lover, or the cocky, ignorant asshole? -REVIEWS- "You create such wonderful characters and I can't wait to see what happens next!" VampireSa5m41993 "Thank you for wonderful dogs and little brothers and eccentrically hormonal best friends!" -Nat-Attack "I am totally hooked on this book!" nbazinet "I love the way the story flows and that you have really roundabout characters. It's as if they're real while I'm reading!" life_is_beautiful115 "Your work is literally art." lemonsun123 "Every time I read this book it just makes me smile." Nicooole97 Cover by: -winterr

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