ArchiveDecember 2011

Title Page – Script Draft


10/4 Don’t judge me. I gave her a shot. I thought that she’d make me happy. She made me laugh in class a few times. Everyday she sat next to me, giving more of an excuse to stare. To gaze at her. You must know what that’s like. Ya know, staring at someone. I was falling for something I didn’t understand. “What’s so great about her?” you asked. Well, I was...