I'm riding my bike and all of a sudden- "Hey!" My neighbor who's never spoken to me in all my sixteen years of living here pops his head out eagerly from his bedroom window. "Wanna see something cool?" And of course, I say yes.
blunt: “following back tons! ”
Standing on the threshold of change brings me excitement this time. I’ll take it as a good sign.
storyline/board cover ~ we are all addicted to something and need help. people sent us to rehab to break our habits, and we meet people along the way. we are roomed with people to help us socialized, and we're constantly breaking the rules.
"What you think Astrid?" she asked, pointing his hair. "For a moment I thought…