[au] she was inked onto his skin and stitched into his heart.

Remember me? Yeah, we used to be best friends, you must have forgotten.

hoping that you won't forget about it

vision - /ˈvɪʒ(ə)n/ noun 3. an experience of seeing someone or something in a dream or trance, or as a supernatural apparition. ~~~~~ ❝i'm just a dead guy, hanging around in your room❞ - r o u g h l y b a s e d o n t h e s o n g E n t h u s e d b y B l i n k - 1 8 2

She'd write him letters, he'd never reply. // in which michael was busy touring and bess had a lot of problems she couldn't solve herself Other | #253 Fan fiction | #237 COPYRIGHT / K. ADAMS ©️ 2013

❝ you're the only boy who's ever made me forget about all the bad, you're my distraction ❞ © hemmkinks **warning: deals with depression/self harm/suicide throughout much of the story, don't read if this is a triggering subject for you.

❝ dear diary, there's this boy at school, and everyday I can't help but admire him from across the room... ❞ © hemmkinks

"Why aren't you crying? That must of hurt like hell." "It didn't, everyone gets bruises. Big or small, we all get bruised." cover made by: sugarhood NEW VERSION UPLOADED

I didn't like hugs. I didn't like kisses. I didn't like holding hands. I didn't like high fives. I didn't like shaking hands. I didn't like human contact. Until I met Michael Clifford.