Anna Belle

Hey guys!

People frustrate me, push me down every single time I fucking try to get up. I hate the entire human species. Ughhhh

I keep staring at the millions of books stacked in the 'romance' section of the library. After a search that almost felt like about an hour, I grab a ladder to reach the book I was searching for. "Mia". A voice that shook almost every single capillary in my body. Chills spent down my spine. I looked down. I swear. I had never seen such a beautiful face ever in my life. I gulped and mumbled a very quiet 'yeah?' He obviously read my face, I looked awestruck .His green eyes playfully stared into mine, he flashed me one of his millions of breathtaking smiles. "Who are you?" I finally managed to get all my senses together.  "Get down dat Ladda first, will ya?" He winked. 
          GOD! This human being right here, he was all that I've dreamt of, all these years.  #script

GRADUATING IN LESS THAN A WEEK. CHEERS Y'ALL!

Yeas 

How would you cope with this.
          Imagine.
          You spend your entire life sculpting a face with the most delicate clay.
          And one day, you realize; no matter how hard you worked on it, majority of the people are just going to pat on your shoulder with a petty 'good try.' 

You're the backup slay * wink*

Also, I'm working on Silent Havoc too. It's just that, o levels are more mental writing than any other story. I'll be done with it on 31st, and rain down with them chapters. #godisgreat

Hey guys check STITCHED APART out. Grab a box of tissues because Anastasia Oakley is going to tell you her story. Make sure you give it a thumbs up! 

How do you feel if your favorite glass bottle broke into a million pieces and you took years to glue it back together knowing it's never going to be the same. And years later you remember the very thing that broke it. #midnightthoughts