Bean, What's One Step Worse

Watching A Make-out While Wrapped In A Blanket With A Guy She Wanted To Make Out With Made Her Feel Exposed. Obvious. Transparent. Like Her Thoughts Were Flashing Before His Eyes. Finally Brett Managed To Pull Away Without Consent Of Bekka's Lips. The Confusion Created A Sloppy Bite-a-juicy-peach Sound. Everyone Cringed.

Is My Name Dorothy? No Then Why Do U Think Munchkins Could Help Me?

This Isn't Going To Be Pretty. Rules Will Be Broken. Friendships Will Be Tested. And Huge Risks Will Be Taken. But They're Small Prices To Pay For True Love And Freedom, Right?

One Question:do You Want To Hang Ten Or Be A Ten?"-massie Block

I Don't Like The Vampire Books. I Don't Like Any Of Those.