"Like I said, disappearances happen. Pain... goes phantom. Blood... stops running. People... people fade away. There's more I have to say. So much more. But... I've disappeared..."
I am an artist. a very serious artist. I paint too much, I ruin my nails, and I can't buy nice clothes because I will get paint all over them.
I am in love with someone I fear doesn't love me back.
I enjoy swimming and I'm actually very good at it .
I plan on going to Harvard and Harvard medical and doing my residency as a cardiothoracic surgeon at Mayo clinic.
- my soul is set in Rochest, MN
- JoinedJuly 20, 2015
- facebook: Grace's Facebook profile
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Stories by Grace W.
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She hair as damaged as her heart.
{collab with stellalovesss I recommend you read hers as well}
Lost like Alice
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She couldn't breathe. She didn't believe her eyes. He loved her! How could this happen? Did she do something...