Society Killed My Lover
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Ongoing, First published Nov 19, 2015
I feel that the world has a purpose.
I think everything happens, not for a reason, but, so our future choices are better.
Im positive that this year has changed me.

Im an eighteen year old gril with an old soul. Sarcastic, stubborn, messy. If you asked me my thoughts on the world, i wouldn't shut up until you've shot yourself; im determined when it comes to what think is right. People ask if i want to be a loyer because I have the need to defend people. But in reality, the only thing that makes me happy, is dancing.

With that in mind, my best friend Mia always tries to take me dancing. Not my cup of tea.
Clubs are loud, crowded, and completely stupid. At the entrance, apart from the huge quew, there's a guy who asks for identification, like it wasn't obvious that im not thirteen. After its just a big blob of noise and people. Music bursts my ears, and sweat fills the room.
But Mia doesn't neceseraly care. And after a couple of shots, neither do I.
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Wendizzy's Writer Room

2 parts Ongoing

In this book, you'll get a behind the scenes look at how your favorite characters were born, my creative process, and the dirty details never before revealed. Tex's Camp Q&A: Come sit by the fire and ask me whatever you'd like. We can roast marshmallows, tell scary stories, and hang out in the comments like a big, happy family. Gator's Backstage Pass: A place full of secrets. Learn the-sometimes embarrassing-details on how my wildest scenes came to life, facts about the characters, the process, and myself.