Austin Collins
After all these years, to find ourselves standing on the precipice of something so utterly... preposterous. Yet, here we are. Our parents, in their infinite wisdom, have decided our future for us. I suppose, in a twisted way, it's almost poetic – the childhood crush returning as the inescapable decree. But this isn't a fairy tale, is it? It's a contract. A binding agreement. And we, it seems, are merely the signatures.
About Austin Collins
After all these years, to find ourselves standing on the precipice of something so utterly... preposterous. Yet, here we are. Our parents, in their infinite wisdom, have decided our future for us. I suppose, in a twisted way, it's almost poetic – the childhood crush returning as the inescapable decree. But this isn't a fairy tale, is it? It's a ...Read more