I always have trouble falling asleep. Always. I toss, I turn, but I don’t sleep. I don’t know why, maybe I’m just not tired enough. So I always have to tucker myself out. It shouldn’t be hard to figure out how I do it. I roll onto my back, let my legs spread themselves a bit. And then I think. Sometimes it’s the guy I had a huge thing for in high school. Sometimes it’s my ex, he was great at head (I taught him everything...

I looked at my reflection in the mirror for the fifteenth time, checking my hair and mascara. I was obsessed with my appearance for the first time in probably ever. Granted today was no regular day, at least that's what I had been telling myself so I wouldn't feel like the enamored nineteen year old I was. I never spent this much time getting ready for some guy. He wasn't just some guy though. He was older. Not by much bu...

She knocked on his door, her hands already beginning to tremble. She knew he was home, that was what worried her. The fact that she'd have to see him again. Would he hate her the way she had hated him? They hadn't spoken in over five years and they parted ways on bad terms. She tried to relax but the door opened and all calm was lost. Her cheeks flushed at the sight of him. He stood in his doorway in jeans and an unbutton...