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"I wanted to give him a million reasons to live, even if none of those reasons somehow involved me..." X has led a life full of tragedies and set backs he carries scars and wounds so deep in his heart that love, life, and trust have no meaning. He's always searching for some sort of meaning in his everyday life, aching to fill the void. To calm the voice's in his head. And one day he discovers that what he needs in his life is innocence. And it comes in a form of a girl with a bright smile, pure heart, and shy soul. Her purity, her innocence captivate and make even the most impossible possible. X begins to form a bond, a bond that is tied by fate but the tragedy that shadows over them makes even the brightest fade. (Fair warning: This story just might make you cry)

"When I kissed you, that's when I knew you was the death of me..." ( This story is still under construction so I'm still writing and thinking about things!)

You've heard about girls being sold, but what happens when xxxtentacion is one of the buyers? Warning: Viewer Discretion is Advised

jahseh becomes acquainted with a girl that's caught up in a toxic relationship. he wants nothing more than to have her for a night and isn't trying to find love. but what happens when that one night turns into two? three? or even six? and what is he to do when love finds him? will jahseh completely lose sight of his initial intentions? read at your own discretion and enjoy. © retrust

[ book 1 of intentions series ] masking my intentions with these false pretenses. love me when i'm ugly. hug me when i'm bummy, scummy. let's get lost. © bloodyblunts, all rights reserved, 2017-2018. *warning: mature content* [ march 2017 - july 2018 ] RIP baby boy 💔 highest ranking - #18 in jahsehonfroy

read to find out, what happens when a girl moves to the dangerous part of Broward .

"You can't save me Liah! No one can!"Jahseh cried as he held the gun on his temple "Jah Baby,please! Don't do this please don't!"I cried "I have no reason to live Liah! So Why not? Hm? Give me one good reason!"He yelled "BECAUSE I FUCKING LOVE YOU JAH!"I cried causing his face to soften

Aaliyah who is a student by day and a waitress by night gets offered a job as her brother assistant. She takes the job and gives up on everything back home to chase her dreams. With her new fresh start she decides to open up more and let her guard down when she meets Playboi Carti. With this career switch what's in store for Aaliyah? I do not own any of these pictures I use in my book. They have all came from Google, Tumblr, Instagram, & ect.

a girl drenched in emotional scars and a rapper tangled by toxic demons are forced to face their legal issues together. Little did they know of the sparks they'd electrify within each other. warning: profanity/drugs/death referrences highest rank: #1 in #LilUziVert,#1 in #lil and #390 in random 🥀 ❤ a lil uzi vert and jasmine sanders' fanfiction❤ offficially started uploading: october 5th, 2018 Cover Made By| @decultured 😘 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ She lifted my shirt all the way and began to trace a certain area of my stomach. Her touch had electricfied my insides. "War? What does that mean?" She said, referring to one of my bold tattoos. She traced it carefully War---the demons versus me. The world versus me. Everybody and everything was against me. I didn't believe anyone was on my side. So one day, not too long ago, I decided to get a tattoo that summed up my life. War. "It means a lot." Of course I couldn't tell her the full story. No one but me could know. "You always do that." "Do what?" "You always leave me in the dark---why do you leave me in the dark? I hate the dark." "Because--I can't trust---anyone." I stuttered, feeling as if Jasmine was beginning to rip the outer layers of me and discover my hidden secrets. "You can trust me." I stared at her for some time and I believed in her every word. She had seemed so honest, so easy to trust. I thought it would have been foolish not to believe in her. "What if you leave?" Then I'd be broken all over again. I'd have a scar overlapping on other scars. Who would fix me then? Who would save me from myself? Jasmine crouched down, her hands still firmly placed on my chest. Her lips pressed against my tattoos, sending my nerves to panic once more. "I won't leave you--I'll find a way for the both of us, Uzi. I promise." She hummed against my skin. "Even if you--find out who I really am?" I asked shakily. "I wont ever