Your apartment is Magazine Cute, she said. I didn’t know what that meant until talking about how Neat and Tidy and Type A my apartment is with Him. 170 more words
1 day, 14 hours
She was there, she was loved, and she was important.
But now nobody even remembers her name.
1 week, 1 day
You, Me, Books, Coffee and Balcony
We are merely lone souls trying to find someone who doesn’t fit the world to match us.
3 weeks, 5 days
Our friends think we are friend, they never knew something has happened between us and that now we’re stranger in disguise.