"Whenever I see her, the words are stuck in my mouth, stuck on the tip of my tongue, slowly killing me. Because it would be cruel to say them, because I'm no good for her. And it's killing me."
- Adam Valentino
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Teen FictionHe was leaning up against the wall of the bus stop, his muscular arm above his head, his jet black hair was messy as the wind scraped past it as well. "You're surprisingly good at avoiding people," He stated, the deepness of his voice shocked me;...
