(edit) *TW* Vague implications of sewerslide; Viewer discresion adviced.
Ever since I was 11 (or 12, I don't exactly remember), when I met my first love, I started writing a rhymed diary. It helped me express my feelings since I never was a good talker.
Some updates will be longer, others will be really short, which I'm sorry for.
I'd love to know what you think about them.
I'll be posting some old writing of mine so I can quite tell what you should expect:
There will be love, hurt, helplessness, sadness, happiness, friendship and relationship dramas and much more.
I'll probably update frequently since o write all the time.
Enjoy :)
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.