So I went to this concert in which a guy from my school was to perform. I already knew that he was talented, that he had a gift. But how could I ever have been prepared for how utterly fantastic he was? Nothing could have prepared me for that. So I came with my guard down and he swept me off my feet. And since then, nothing has been the same.

Sometimes it might hurt - but in the end, Love is always worth it. This is a sequel to my story "The essential is invisible for your eyes", but you can read this even if you haven't read that one. I advise you to do so, though, since I've gotten a lot of sweet comment about how good it is:) <3 This story is especially dedicated to Mistral, who has supported me straight fom the beginning, and who's cheerful comments always makes me happy:) This story is for you, sweetie

Even if I went Beyond the end of all worlds My heart would still be longing For you

I don't care that you've got a new boyfriend, that you ripped out my heart and shredded everything that mattered to me into meaningless little pieces. It doesn't hurt when you send glances towards him, those glances that used to be reserved for me. It doesn't matter that I feel like crying every time I see you two together. Truth be told, it doesn't hurt that much. Truth be told, I'm lying.

  Two mins, One love, and 2min equals love ;D I hope you all will enjoy this story :D It starts out sad, but just wait and see, wait and see. Sometimes the most beautiful flowers blooms where you least expect them to. The same goes for love.   If you've never fel

There once was this girl, who grew up with two other girls - whom she called sisters - in a cellar. They knew little of the world outside, but at least they had each other.  Then one of them died, and the girl I first told you about fled. She walked through the streets of Seoul, alone and frozen and hungry, with all her belongings packed in a small backpack, and cried. She didn't know what to do with her life. She then saw someone that looked like her kidnapper, p