"You're a monster," I spat out. He turned around, his green eyes glaring daggers at me. If looks could kill then I'm sure I would have been dead by now. "Well you're a fucking bitch and you can't deny it. You know why, because you're in love with a monster." *.*. Daniel Collins was a monster and everyone knew that. M...
Stereotypes. I hate them. On my first day at my new school, a girl in a blue and white cheerleader's uniform told me I 'looked like a cheerleader' and asked me to come to tryouts. I almost decked her. Blonde hair and blue eyes do not a cheerleader make. Cheerleaders can be bitchy and mean but they can also act all hap...
"He was... he was something else. I wouldn't really know how to explain John. Nor what he meant to me. It was like drowning yet it was like having the big breath after being underwater for so long. It was like finding yourself and losing yourself all at once. It was intoxicating yet it was like the air I needed. Somet...