There was once a born princess with skin white as snow, her hair was black as night, and people would stare wherever she would go. But with beauty, came tragedy. The princess soon lost her father, and was betrayed by her stepmother. She became a...

cygnical:

           _{”—Insight, huh?}

                     _{You mean another date? You really don’t get the concept of one night stands do you?”}

                         _“Well..

_{The first time it really wasn’t a one night stand. The second..the second was, but..I thought it wouldn’t hurt to give it another try.}

                                                 _{I was wrong.}

                                                _{He couldn’t stop staring at other women.”}