What's there to say, really?
eighteen. junior in college. here because really, fiction is a good as any escape, and for the most part, it keeps me out of trouble, yes?

"They're a rotten crowd! You're worth the whole damn bunch put together." -NC




date.
Gatsby, the Great.
Have fun with it.
I believe in God. By breathing I will go on. We are the revolution, us kids, I mean. We have to carry on. * "Prettier and younger, but not any better off." *


the one that got away...;
Beauty and her Beast