butters-margarine

Family picnics was a tradition of yours. It just so happened that your family was extremely outgoing, getting along with all the neighbors and making friends. Whilst you, loved the idea of sitting in your room with nothing but a laptop and a bowl of ice cream. You were almost forced to be the perfect doll of a girl your family wanted you to be, with your hair perfectly brushed, dress hanging slightly above your knees, and the pearly white teeth that shone when you smiled. That's all you were to anyone. That was until you met him. Jean was the bad boy of school. And everyone knew it. He knew it. But there was something so intriguing about hi

Family picnics was a tradition of yours. It just so happened that your family was extremely outgoing, getting along with all the neighbors and making friends. Whilst you, loved the idea of sitting in your room with nothing but a laptop and a bowl of ice cream. You were almost forced to be the perfect doll of a girl your family wanted you to be, with your hair perfectly brushed, dress hanging slightly above your knees, and the pearly white teeth that shone when you smiled. That's all you were to anyone. That was until you met him. Jean was the bad boy of school. And everyone knew it. He knew it. But there was something so intriguing about hi