Dolls are such frail things. One small shove and they crack. What's to protect those porclean hearts from shattering to pieces? No amount of safety nets will stop this fall.
a message from you best friend whom you'd forgotten somehow
The Thieves of my Soul
I have come to realize that the more I read, the easier it becomes to predict the ending.
The Life of A Rebel
The life of a rebel has many twists and turns. But not all of them have a glamorous end. Many...will have history to blame...
The Memories of the Forgotten
A forgotten village with a lone resident, and a mysterious lake.
This is what you need to know.
" at the end of the day, I lost him, just like he thought he had lost me. "
to the child that swore he loved me (oh, how the tables have turned)
Love reading stories? Unlock thousands more bysigning up!