Seattle, Washington.

“I like your lipstick, what colour is it?” He pointed towards my red-stained lips with a cheeky grin – it agitated me. I didn’t even know who he was. The space between my brows creased, “uh, red?” Confused, a little smile appeared on my face at how cheeky he was but I dropped it. “Can I borrow it?” Swiftly, he places his lips against my mine, his plumps lips brushing against it forcefully yet slowly but before I could push him away in surprise, he pulls away and then he smirks. “Strawberry?” “Lipstick doesn’t have flavours, I think,” I murmured, my cheeks crimson. “It’s strawberry, bring watermelon tomorrow, yeah?” And I, being the stupid person I am, brought watermelon the next day. All rights reserved. Copyright © 2014 || @drfluke

" I don't need to write a paragraph comparing your eyes to stars, or string together sentences about how your touch makes me shiver. Our love was poetic before I scribbled one stupid messy word down about you, I loved you with every bone in my body, and if that isn't poetic, I don't know what is." I screamed.

welcome to block f, a place where you can make a hole in your wall just by punching it. cover by @misfit_logan

"I live for the sad moments." © irwanks 2014 [completed]

I guess, opposites do attract.

in which luke disappears from the face of the earth for three years + story idea by the stunning @unionlouis -check her out-

❝ 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.

❝i'm blind,❞ luke muttered. ❝nice to meet you, blind. im michael.❞ © 2014 michaelsvans {#1 fanfiction - 9/28/14} {#8 teen fiction - 9/18/14} cover by @michaelclifford

❝our story isn't over, it's just forever unfinished.❞ © 2014 michaelsvans