My heart was broken for the first time when I was twelve years old. Romy and I met in sixth grade and quickly became best friends. We were in many classes together, sat together at lunch, and even planned our outfits to coordinate. Monday, Wednesday and Friday we wore pants; Tuesday and Thursday … [Read More...]
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Earlier this week, James and I were texting as he was riding the bus home from school. This was our conversation, word for word: Him: My throat is killing me. Me: I'm sorry. I'll give you something when you egg home. Him: When I egg home? Me: Haha. Get home. Him: Is that going on the blog Me: … [Read More...]