Death of a Cheerleader
When I was thirteen, I had a huge crush on the boy who lived across the street. He had dreamy brown eyes, and he totally rocked a short-sleeved plaid shirt. … Continue reading Death of a Cheerleader
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When I was thirteen, I had a huge crush on the boy who lived across the street. He had dreamy brown eyes, and he totally rocked a short-sleeved plaid shirt. … Continue reading Death of a Cheerleader
Imperfect Happiness 