

Secrets By Moonlight - Pt. 7I've never seen you wear that ring before, Phoebe said, glancing at me as we walked across the field. Where did you get it?Secrets By Moonlight - Pt. 7
I drew in a deep breath and exhaled it slowly, my eyes shifting across every piece of flora being touched by the pale moonlight. They settled on the creek we headed toward for the time being. It's my family stone, I said. In my family, only the oldest son gets a ring like this. I refrained from adding it was a big-effing-deal.
Phoebe glanced at it once more when I cast a quick gaze at her. I struggled with how to respond. Prior to last night, I cou
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Love is like an hourglass, with the heart filling up as the brain empties
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Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia.
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Whenever you think your life is over, you have to realize that's the signal that a new era is beginning.
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and I feel just like I'm living someone else's live.
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