I still didn’t know what everyone would think. But I did know that I was done with hiding all the important parts of myself. And that was something I…
It certainly felt like I was beyond something. Like I’d gone too far in one direction and was lost.
Of course, I hadn’t forgotten anything. I still got that ache in my chest every time I thought of him.
A constellation of rhinestone studs decorated both of Jenna's ears, but tucked just above the left one was a flower. A small, orange carnation. Like the…
When a memory is like that, you can only be alone with it for so long or it starts to feel like you made it up.
“You’re right,” I said and slipped my hands into my back pockets. “I did bring you here. I wanted to bring you here.”
The feeling you get when your foot falls asleep after you’ve been sitting on it too long? That's how my whole body felt. It was pure rage, I think.
Now I'm stuck painting her face.
Why not just admit that something good might happen?
When you’ve done everything you can to mix your life with someone else’s, you can't just dump that person overnight. Unless you're Jackie Donnelly.
Hey there! Before I publish chapter 11 of STOP. KISSING. FINN., I’m taking a break to let you catch up. (Due to the nature of serial fiction, not…
The strikes, I get. Just three. They're from you, against me.