“Then I remember the way Ryan looked at me, how his thumb felt brushing the hair behind my ear. Maybe he was flirting. Maybe he wasn't. Either way, I wish he were single, so my only concern would be if… — Anna Shinoda Copy Share Image
“Then I remember the way Ryan looked at me, how his thumb felt brushing the hair behind my ear. Maybe he was flirting. Maybe… — Anna Shinoda Copy Share Image
“Broken glass, broken bones, broken trust, broken home, broken family, broken heart, broken, broken, broken.” — Anna Shinoda Copy Share Image
“I imagined all the questions I had being sucked out of the air and into the vacuum. I put the full bag in the… — Anna Shinoda Copy Share Image
