dear reader
this is my eleventh week in college and i'm giving up again.
hasn't yet found a way to ask rose out.
mainly because she's so beautiful and delicate.
and i'm just... me.
the sicker me that i find it hard to get up lately.
to see her tiny face for one more day.
which sounds lame even to me.
rose: do you like piano music?
me: sometimes yes, but mostly worship
rose: yes, they're very nice to listen to
me: d-do you wanna g-go hear some of it this... Friday, maybe?
rose: are you asking me out, harry?
me: yes, would you come?
rose: yes, i would
me: then i'm one lucky guy
rose: then i'm one lucky girl
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Fallen Boy
Short StoryHarry's paralyzed. But he's still trying to walk. That's the problem. TRIGGER WARNING: DEADLY DISEASE, HARD TOPICS LIKE DEATH AND HEARTBREAK!!!
