Drunk
My best friend gets really mean when she gets drunk. She hates everything and everyone. Written by a drunk person.
16, girl. I have always been a reader and books are my best friends! Love to write, my imagination is limitless and Harry Potter is my future boyfriend.
My best friend gets really mean when she gets drunk. She hates everything and everyone. Written by a drunk person.
He held a rose in his hands, and suddenly peace was made..
When I walk in the forest, I listen to the sound of peace. Fanny.
Do you know that feeling. That feeling you get when everyone around you are having a good time, while you just pretends that your smile is real. Well, I do know that feeling.
The new house was perfect. Nothing could ruin that thought, Annabell thought with a smile as she streched her long body out on her new bed. The biggest bed she had ever slept in.
Hands might be a lot of things; Skinny, fat, pretty, ugly, huge, tiny. The list goes on and on.
The girl had blond, almost white hair, and lovely hands. That was all I could describe of her, since that was the two things that made a person see her.