Current Residence: Engalnd
Favourite cartoon character: Demona
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One MomentCan a single moment be worth it? Be worth all the stress and hardship that came to make that moment possible? And when that moment comes could one take the risks required in order to achieve it? With the seemingly endless frustration from feeling helpless and lost, with none to turn to, slowing creeping further and further in? The pain and hardship of saying nothing and acting like everything's normal? Can one moment be worth it? Bettie Wilson is trying to find that answer.One Moment by ~WCReaf
In a quiet little pub on a Thursday night a group of friends sat in a corner. It was an old style place, with little cracks and wear and tear that showed its age. They regularly met up there because it was nice and quiet for the most part, unless there was a football match going on. But that night was special, they were saying goodbye to one of them.
Dan was talking to Luke, both were in their early twenties with short dark hair. Luke had just finished university and moving onto greener pastures, "So what're you go
SmilesIt was that smile of hers I first noticed. Well her cute little face was the first thing, but her smile was what drew my attention. So warm and inviting. It could suck you in and you'd be powerless to resist, I found that out first hand. Her name is Alex and I fell in love with her smile.Smiles by ~WCReaf
We met in our first year at university, at one of the many welcome events that were held. It was more of a "get drunk, dance, and meet other drunk people" event, which thinking back on it was most of the uni events. I was dragged there by a friend, Phoebe, who wanted to go but didn't want to go alone, so I went to keep her company and out of trouble. I hated it, as I knew I would since I can't stand alcohol, but she seemed to have a good time. We had just spent what felt like an hour on the dance floor and needed a break, so we sat down in the outdoor balcony area, which was at least slightly away from the loud music. Some guy Phoebe had been dancing with, or near, it was hard to tell, came and sat do