i'm eighteen years old (nineteen in july, which is big because in canada that's the drinking age... only i am awkward and me and probably won't drink anyway). i love to write even though i have no time to do it. <3
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Story by ryla_mae
made of glass
Because it's not worth it, right? He's not worth it. Not anymore. You've known each other for almost four yea...
