Status: it goes on

Cocoa Pebbles

Staring down at the bowl filled with little pieces of chocolaty, a faint memory of how it tasted made my stomach growl a demand. But I couldn't. If I did...

No one would love me.

~
She's just one of those girls.
She wants to be loved.
But feels too ugly.

©Me for the plot and characters. Please do not steal.
  1. Bowl 1;
  2. Bowl 2;
    [Catching up with time-Her thoughts]
  3. Bowl 3;
  4. Bowl 4;
  5. Bowl 5;
  6. Bowl 6;
  7. Bowl 7;
  8. Bowl 8;
  9. Bowl 9;
  10. Bowl 10;
    [Joseph's POV]