Brittainy Cherry

Even when the world was dark, words in books existed. Therefore, I knew there would always be light around me even on the darkest of days.

Even when the world was dark, words in books existed. Therefore, I knew there would always be light around me even on the darkest of days.

The idea that broken things could still be good was a thought that would stay with me for a while.

id someone hurt you?”

“Yes, no, well…they just hurt my heart.”

He moved in closer and combed a fallen curl behind my ear. “Those are the worst kinds of hurts.

Oscar the Grouch.”

The Hate U Give by Angie Thomas, and the note read

g Way Down by Jason Reynold

I hated men. If someone asked me an interesting fact about myself, it would be that I hated men. I wished my lower region despised them as much as my heart had.

Maybe a real man hadn’t gotten me off in a while, but enough fictional men said the right things to make me blush.

“Who said I’m alone? Jack will be with me.”
“Please don’t say you’re talking about Jack Daniels.”
I was talking about Jack Daniels.