DiscordLuvers

                                This is My Story: From My Fourteenth To My Sixteenth Year     “But! On the dawn of her Sixteenth Birthday... She shall prick her finger! On the spindle                                                  of a spinning-wheel! And DIE!”     We all looked forward to our Sweet Sixteen because of that, didn't we? >w<     Well, I'm not going to make this an autobiography or anything. XD Maybe one day I'll write one, or something. But even though I wasn't really going to say/do anything like this till I was eighteen, I figured that because of certain circumstances, I need to do it now.     Do any of