I dreamt of that mystery boy every night that summer. With each passing moon he filled my head, and clouded my sleep. It was blissful. I had never fe..
It was typical of me to wear a skirt during one of the coldest months of the year in Washington State. I didn't mind the cold much. I was born here, ..
It was him. The boy of my dreams, the boy who's been running through my mind since the first day I saw him. He wasfinally standing in front of me, lo..
Remember high school? Remember the raging anxiety that turned in your stomach? Every inch down the hall that made you mentally fatigued? You do, don't..