I'm wondering if I should do anything special for this, but I'm not sure yet.
Also, soon I'll be cookies from one of my favorite games, Persona 3. So be on the lookout for that.

RaineXAva short 3Dear Journal, April 2RaineXAva short 3 by ~KNO-108
I hadn’t seen Ava for a long time now. The last time we even met eyes was my graduation day. Can you believe that? She’s too scared to even send me a text, yet she came to watch me at my graduation ceremony. I really do miss her though. Ever since she assumed that I rejected her, she’s been hanging out with the wrong crowd. Partying all the time, getting drunk, high, having sex, doing self harm. All because of me. I’ve tried to talk to her countless times, but she never replies. I don

RaineXAva short 2 “Raine,” I whispered up at her window as I threw a small rock. I heard the rock hit the window with a hard smack, and waited for her to come out. Her window opened, and an 18 year old girl with cinnamon colored skin, brown eyes under thick glasses, and chocolate colored hair in a messy braid leaned out. “Ava?” she called down questioningly. “What do you want?” “I just really need to talk to you right now,” I replied pleadingly. “Okay, I’ll be down in a minute. About thirty seconds later, she opened the door, and I had to stop myself from gasping audibly. She was just wearingRaineXAva short 2 by ~KNO-108

RaineXAva short Raine and I had been friends for about two years now. I had met her when I was a freshman, and she was a sophomore. My personality had always been close to the goth crowd, and near the middle of my freshman year I still didn’t have many friends. I mean, I had friends, just not any close ones. It was sometime in March that I met Raine for the first time. At the time, my hair was pitch black, hung in my eyes, and I wore everything black, even black lipstick. I was skipping class that day when I saw a cinnamon colored girl, with dark brown hair tied in a messy bun, thick rimmed glasses, and what looked like a middle aged woman&rsqRaineXAva short by ~KNO-108

Shall I compare thee to...Shall I compare thee to... by ~KNO-108
Shall I compare thee to a burning fire?
You are very passionate, but also shy.
As a child you were in a red hot pyre,
You saw your life flash by your eye.
You then were scarred for all to see.
All the stares were too much for you to take,
So you locked up your heart with an unturnable key.
And on your birthday your mind would break.
When you entered high school, you made a friend,
She was always very motherly and nice.
She treated you like a daughter, and you wanted that to end.
You kept that secret in your heart, like a cold block of ice.
Then you met me, who wanted to set you free.
I filled your heart with love, and finally turned the ke