It was easy to fall in love with my best friend. The countless nights spent on the couch spent talking until the sun came up. Mornings started with spontaneous breakfast at cozy diners, tucked way in a booth with an endless supply of coffee and inside jokes. Or the afternoons on the beach, voicing our dreams to each other and the clouds.You might amount it to proximity, confused feelings of...

For awhile I've been on here. Only posting a couple of stories. But I've been under a fake name. I wasn't ashamed of my stores but I didn't want anyone to know I wrote them. Confusing eh, that's me confusing.I never let anyone else around read them. I feel like people will look at me differently if it I do. But that's the great thing about you guys. you wont.You guys are all like me, using writing...