It was love at first sight or maybe it was lust. Either way, it led us to here. I remember seeing you for the first time. I was upstairs and you were downstairs with your girlfriend at the time. I went upstairs to change clothes and as I went down the stairs, I saw you and your girlfriend on the couch, talking to each other quietly. Seems like you two were arguing over something but didn't want to expose it to everyone in the house. You both just wanted a nice night out together for once. You turned to me and we made eye contact and exchanged smiles. That smile that you gave me, I still picture it in the back of my head. It will never leave my mind. Everyone had a great time that night and then it was time to leave. I went to my car and I heard you and her arguing. It sounded real bad. She was pushing you. Pushing you hard and you were just taking each abuse one by one. She then went in her car and drove fast away from you and left you behind and told you to go home. It was too much drama at once. I saw you sitting at the curb with your hands buried in your face and I sat next to you. It took a little bit for you to notice that I was sitting next to you and you opened your eyes and saw me and quickly wiped those tears from your face. You told me how she was the only one for you. And that you had a ring for her. She clearly took advantage of him for being so in love with her. He would've died for her but would have she done the same thing? Was he only there so she can use him as an emotional punching bag until he's had enough? Did she know that he was going to keep coming back for more? I lit a cigarette and exchanged smiles with him once again and the first thing I ever said to him was: "Let's get away from here. Together." And the rest of the night we spent the rest driving around aimlessly and as I ran out of gas in my car, we pitched in a tent near the woods and camped out... had the best time of our lives drinking flat beer, smoking menthol cigarettes, dancing like bloody idiots while blasting Queens of the Stoneage.

For starters, for those who still don't know this, my name is Francesca. I am currently 18 years old and I live in Rhode Island. I enjoy the simple things in life such as watching documentaries on Sunday evenings with my boyfriend, playing with cats, laying on a hammock and reading my favourite novel, drinking hot cups of tea and coffee, collecting scarves, listening to punk rock and staying in on a rainy day. I am a creative person and I have a very strong passion for art and photography. I am committed to my dream school and I can't wait to start college this fall. My mother is Korean and my father is English so obviously that makes me half and half. I have a younger sister named Chloe and she means the world to me. My favourite bands include Black Flag, Circle Jerks, Propaghandi, Sex Pistols, The Distillers, The Casualties and The Ramones.