By twelve midnight, I will be 15 no more.
I’m 140 pounds of pale skin and fragile bones; sarcasm is my only defense.
“Once I saw him in person, it was clear he had it: Confidence. Vulnerability. Athleticism. Fearlessness. And a willingness to look uncool—that makes him the coolest guy in the room.”
I just saw a lesbian girl being bashed by her girlfriend’s mom. She didn’t look too happy to find out that her daughter was dating another chick.