Since, I've been accused of writing extra long, overly complicated sentences, I'm not going to attempt that here:
Coffee and Books (kinda go hand in hand).
Messy curls.
Schedules.
To-do lists.
Rain.
Garden swings.
Poetry.
Following
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Stories by kay-rencia
Rules are meant to be broken
No enemy-turned-lovers. No incompatibility transformed to life-long love by sprinkling of a little pixie dust...
Small Towns
It's better this way.
The stranger who stayed
What if the love of my life is a metaphor representing life itself?