Photographer. Writer. Lover. Daughter. Procastinator. Crazy. Calm. Dreamer. Cynic. Who liked her coffee black. Who liked to swim for hours. Who procastinated until the last minute. Who stayed up all night observing the stars and her camera held in her hand.
The thing is, when I write stories, it's kind of a spur of the moment for me. I only write when I feel like it, when I have a specific subject in mind. That's why as you see I only wrote short stories. Oh, and I like doing romance stories. So, expect to see them in all of my works.
Thank you guys for everything! xx
Joined:4 years ago
Description: I remembered your smile, your laugh. The way you held my hand. But when I woke up, what if you're gone?
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