oh dear. i can't make up my mind.
this story is absolutely ridiculous, sentimental mush. it is unbelievably mushy. bodie and doyle are a pair of fourteen or thirteen year old girls passing notes through a complicated machinery of mutual and not-mutual friends and saying things like 'like' and 'like like' and 'like like, like, you know, that.'
::sniffle::
okay, i may just be crying because it's midnight. i'll rec it if i still feel this way in the morning.
don't decide in the heat of the moment you know.
::sniffle::
okay, i may just be crying because it's midnight. i'll rec it if i still feel this way in the morning.
don't decide in the heat of the moment you know.