Love Is Illogical, Love Had Consequences--i Did

Then Day Reaches Out And Touches My Hand With His. He Encloses It In A Handshake. And Just Like That, I Am Linked With Him Again, I Feel The Pulse Of Our Bond And His- Tory And Love Through Our Hands, Like A Wave Of Magic, The Return Of A Long-lost Friend. Of Something Meant To Be. The Feeling Brings Tears To My Eyes. Perhaps We Can Take A Step Forward Together. “hi,” He Says. “i’m Daniel.” “hi,” I Reply. “i’m June.

I Started Writing Seriously When I Was A Teenager, Around 14 Years Old.

It Is Pointless To Believe What You See, If You Only See What You Believe.

Boys Are Different From Girls, But Boys Are Also Different From Other Boys, Just As Girls Are Different From Other Girls. Calling A Book “for Boys” Or “for Girls” Is Well-meaning, But To Me, Not Terribly Helpful.

What A Joke! Poor Little Rich Girl's Fallen In Love With The Republic's Most Famous Criminal.