Why Did I Do That?: A novel by me, with special guest appearances by several alcoholic beverages
boys that call you pretttty in real life instead of just textin it to you can get it
She looks sad. She looks angry. She looks different from everyone else I know—she cannot put on that happy face others wear when they know they are being watched. She doesn’t put on a face for me, which makes me trust her somehow.
third wheeling two girls who are best friends is so much worse than third wheeling a couple