so many mini-stories and scenes pop into my head & i have absolutely no time to develop them into full novels so I'm making a book of one shots.
This book will feature people that I feel should be utilized more in fanfics or be casted in leading ro...
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warm, cold, primary, and secondary— you all made me who I am today. thank you. may you find true happiness— the kind that doesn't end in the way that it did with me. the kind that makes you die with a smile on your face. the kind that gives you peace. I love you all still, and I always will. this is for you.
— malik.
where each color represents a different person and different stages of young adulthood for a young man named Malik.
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WHITE. white like privilege. white like purity and innocence. white like empty rooms— hallow. white like suddenly it feels colder in the room.
We started out pure enough— first loves.
We met in math class.
You sat in front of me, in the row of desks next to mine. I thought you were one of the coolest people to tread this earth. From your short, silver dyed hair to your somewhat androgynous style and those chilling hazel eyes. you were every teenage boy's dream although they never wanted to admit it.
While the other guys at school either saw you as their homie or just that girl with metallic hair, I saw you as the girl that'd be my very first girlfriend. I'd never thought about being in a relationship before I met you. After all, I had sports and grades to think about. I didn't have the time to even think about having a girlfriend. . . but when you'd catch my eye contact and smile, I couldn't imagine not having you in my heart.
