The meaning of love

This is a true story and this is as acurate as i can recall

I was 15 and my sister was 19. We had been fighting latley and had had enough, this one in particular was when my parents where in norway sorting out my uncles death. so me and he

On the roof

It was a warm stary night, as all nights in this part of Texas tend to be and i was walking to see my girlfriend. Both 18 and just getting out of high school, these were the best days of our lives. I told her I was going to take her somewhere special

Chemistry

It was a crisp August morning incredibly unusual for our little city in Texas. I was on my way to school. Of course my mom was in the driver’s seat of our 98′ Malibu. God I wanted a car so bad. I also wanted a boyfriend. Humping my pillow while I