Em.

"What is 'instant' death anyways? How long is an instant? Is it one second? Ten? The pain of those seconds must have been awful as her heart burst and her lungs collapsed and there was no air and no blood to her brain and only raw panic. What the hell is instant? NOTHING IS INSTANT. Instant rice takes five minutes, instant pudding an hour. I doubt that an instant of blinding pain feels particularly instantaneous." ~ John Green, Looking for Alaska

THIRD shot at Wattpad (third time's the charm, right?) I'm hoping to continue on in my writing and try and create the best stories I can. Feedback is always appreciated (:

Love you guys from the bottom of my weird, disgusting-looking and probably dysfunctional heart.
-Em.