I'd always been the kind of girl to read about love, but never felt it.
The kind of girl who would see it every where, but could never touch it.
The kind of girl who would be inches away from it, but always missed it.
That was me.
Before I had learned to be content with myself, I was frantic searching for a reason why my love life always went spiraling in the complete wrong direction.
But now I was okay with the fact that I might be the girl who always spent her time reading about love by the fire rather than be curled up in the cold with it.
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Whipping A Bad Boy
Teen Fiction"You know, the love-hate relationships are the strongest. Better watch out for yourself, Scarlett. I can see you falling for that boy" Everyone has felt it. Everyone has experienced it in one way or the other- whether it be a grueling break up, a tr...
