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therapy by julixtta
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"they told us that we needed therapy, as if medication and tainted words could fix broken toys."
How to Paint Our Skies by LiarLiarLiar
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❝When I met you . . . you're the first person in my life, besides my family, that treated me like a regular human being. You're my first friend and my best friend. I would be lying if I said meeting you wasn't most the most important day of my life. And the one that would end up eventually ruining it.❞-Annalise Martin. Annalise Martin's skies are painted darkly, filled with darkness from a life many would not wish to lead. Through a series of letters, Annalise hopes to find closure over losing her best friend and lover, Finland Erickson. But sometimes, we need a little bit of perspective to paint our own skies. Cover art by: norhuu on tumblr
Dreamscape by possibilism
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[Camp Nanowrimo Project] They watched him grow up from the gaps in the floorboards. They waited for his dreams to die and his hope to wither. They fed on his dying childhood. They. The monsters.
Guilty Pleasure by icors97
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Elle Grayson's guilty pleasure is reading cheesy romance novels. Always has been, always will be. Maybe that's why she's never had a boyfriend - no guy can live up to her expectations of the guys in romance novels. She doesn't think there is one guy that can prove to be even half as decent as guys in books. But when there's somebody set on doing exactly that, things just might start to change. Romance #110 Short Story #23 - May 28, 2014
Late Summer Rain by AubreyEatsHearts
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It was pity that first made Dannie speak to him. She had known Ryan since she was a kid, but he had always been the popular Golden Boy, and she had always been the tomboy that didn’t mind not having any friends. It was odd, she had thought, that all the popular kids who had once kissed the ground he walked on, didn’t so much spared him a glance anymore, and it was this that made her sit with him that one faithful day and begin something that would only end up causing her pain.
abdicate by donut_
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"you managed to stick yourself to me like cigarette smoke to wallpaper, and that stuff stains." letters to adrian. (cover made by the fantastic rigor_samsa) [ © donut_ 2014 ]
Eleven O'Clock Number by defend
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A DAY IN THE LIFE OF ALLISON REED: THE MUSICAL - release date, SEPT 2013. STARRING: Allison Reed, Lydia Huntington II, and the renowned Toby Martin. LOGLINE: A bitter, intelligent teenage girl (Reed) is paired with a musical aficionado (Martin) to complete an English assignment on musicals. With the help of her striking best friend (Huntington), she comes to terms with the fact that, in spite of his exasperating episodes of musical-induced mania, the aforementioned musical aficionado may be a lot more okay than originally presumed. Coming soon to a theatre near you.
collarbones by DanaScully
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It's an endless search for something that even the sharpest eyes cannot see. [Beautiful cover made by rigor_samsa.]
Conflation (Beginner's Luck Award) by ineffablesoul
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❝ the worst way for friendships to end is for literally nothing to go wrong. you just stop talking.❞
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little talks by rigor_samsa
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i needed to write down almost everything he had said, to reassure myself that he had been real, that we were something that lasted; at least for a little while. - nina [ © jude rigor two-thousand-&-thirteen ]