jupiter's moons
this pull is more than just gravity.
To Dylan: i just miss you. - A series of texts in which she experiences depression in the most vicarious way possible, and love is just the tune playing lowly in the background. - [Trigger Warnings for: Depression, Thoughts of Suicide, Self-Harm] [Dylan is a boy, and Anabelle is a girl, to clear things up]
Susie Waters aka Slushie girl, wants nothing more than to get West Highmore's attention but first things first, she has to step up her game by getting rid of her embarrassing job working at the slushie store in the mall called "Freeze It", kick her weed habit, and find some way to infiltrate the popular circle that d...
WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION Seven letters, seven confessions, seven clues. Elliot Parker has what he needs to find out who killed his best friend... But is he hunting down the killer? Or is the killer hunting him? ***** When Colton Crest returns, unhar...
A/N: This is an unedited, significantly different version of the soon to be published novel by losangelesque aka L. Akhter. This draft was written when I was 15-18 years old and I highly encourage new readers to read the published version instead. Former high school football star Frank Novak meets profound and depress...
"Give me ten days, and I can give you ten reasons not to die." Evan paused. "And if I can't change your mind by then, you can go jump off that cliff."
Jason Scott faces war grounds, mystic fairies, and mafia members on a daily---however his partner seems to keep him going and alive--and her name is Cibreo, atleast her gamertag is.
We used to spend our afternoons together. Doing nothing. But then you said you couldn't do that anymore. You said you were too busy. But I knew that what you meant, when you said you were too busy, was that you were too cool. All Rights Reserved.
Norah Appleton has a rather odd problem. She can’t seem to sit down and study for her life, and it’s not even like she has the slightest signs of ADHD or dyslexia. She just cannot study. When she looks at the words dully carved into her physics book, all her mind can wonder about are tales of Greek gods which, from he...
"A weed is but an unloved flower." -Ella Wheeler Wilcox Iris was a flower in every sense of the word, beautiful, delicate, loved by everyone in her school. Thale was a weed, reserved, prickly, destroying anything that got in his way. He was the one person she shouldn't have asked to help find the admirer who was putti...
❝You and me,❞ he whispered, ❝until the end of time.❞ // A chronicle of Junie Bennett's birthdays from the ages of ten to twenty one.
One day, Morgana decides to pick up a pen and write a series of letters addressed to those she loves and hates. In these letters, she reveals her deepest fears and darkest secrets, in these letters she tells of the only boy she's ever loved and in these letters she realises that nothing is ever as it seems, and after...
One bridge. Two guys. Three secrets. Four therapists. Five attempts. Six months. Seven bad habits. Eight family meetings. Nine visits. Ten cuts. One death. Spiritual #4