Writing a teen character is something I wanted to try again for a long time!
We both have a lot of growing-up to do... A lot of the world to see & figure out on our own." -- Leo
Sure, we were friends who exchanged soulful glances, friends who slept in a bed filled with sexual tension, friends who found any excuse to touch, but I worried that we'd never take that perilous leap...
I close my eyes, wondering whether we are ever truly blindsided by misfortune. Or, somehow, somewhere, in the form of empathy or worry or a premonition deep within ourselves, do we feel it coming?
Instead of relief or gratitude, more guilt washes over me. Andy's certainly not faultless - no one ever is in a marriage
I think I have always had the misguided sense that worry and fear serve as an insurance policy of sorts. On a subconscious level, I subscribe to the notion that if you worry about something, it is som...
I wish i could freeze this moment, somehow delay my final decision, and just hang here in the balance between two places, two worlds, two loves.
Surely he knows we are all watching. That I am watching. It is always that way when you are in a group and someone decides to go for a swim or walk to the water. The ocean is a giant stage. It is natu...
I have one final hope, If I get double sixes, maybe he will change his mind, come back to me. As if to cast a magic spell, I blow on the dice just as Dex did...Just as it happened with our first roll,...
Kirk become too obsessed with it? Had I somehow lost myself as Finch grew
He was my escape, and sometimes that can feel an awful lot like love.
Whenever I hear of someone else's tragedy, I do not dwell on the accident or diagnosis, or even the initial shock waves or aftermath of grief. Instead, I find myself reconstructing those final ordinar...
I nod, thinking the whole concept of the path not taken is partly what has always troubled me.
Thinking that so much of how we see the world is a matter of interpretation. A matter of wishing and wanting and hoping rather than really deep-down believing.
My name is Kirby Rose, and I'm adopted. I don't mean to make it sound like an AA confession, although sometimes that's how people take it, like it's something they should be supportive about. I just m...
It always takes two. For relationships to work, for them to break apart, for them to be fixed.
She says that everyone creates a version of her life that she wishes were true and tries to believe.
Our choices. Our fleeting moments together.
Throw in the intensity of emotions that come with that bittersweet summer sandwiched between high school graduation and the rest of your life...
It is not what I had planned - this day, this moment, these unlikely relationships, both old and new. Yet I feel overcome with peace and certainty that, for once, I am exactly where I should be.
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