All human souls are corrupted and dark, but her soul caught my attention. It was good and pure. The soul I had been looking for all this time. It has to be mine. It will be mine. © Copyright. 2014 @rippedskinnyjeans. All rights reserved.

in·fat·u·a·tion noun an intense but short-lived passion or admiration for someone or something. in which two infatuations become something more, all while battling to stay alive through the suffering of it all. [Highest Ranking: #12 in Fanfiction]

A boy and a girl can be friends without falling in love...Right?

College, the final four years. With one year down, Isabelle moves across her college campus forcing her to socialize with new (somewhat irritating) people. They're eyes met, the boy with the dark hair and the inquisitive eyes. From the moment he said hello, Izzy's carefully constructed walls began to fall, one small piece at a time.

in which a girl with an unhealthy love for starbursts and a boy whose hair has been accidentally dyed purple meet at a pharmacy and end up trapped

Annabelle is or was your average teenage girl.Well sort of, her dad passed away when she was 13 and her mom was never around, but Luke was always there to protect her. 3 years later her boyfriend Will breaks up with her and Luke's on tour, or so she thinks. Will Luke cure her heartbreak? Or will he just be another guy in Annabelle's past? *SEQUEL IN PROGRESS* *ALSO NOTICE THIS STORY ISN'T PERFECT. I WROTE THIS A WHILE AGO. THIS STORY IS GOING THROUGH SOME MAJOR EDITING. IF YOU TELL ME IT NEEDS WORK I WON'T BE TOO HAPPY BECAUSE I KNOW.ALSO IT WONT BE FULLY UPDATED WITH THE EDITED VERSION UNTIL I EDIT THE WHOLE THING. WHICH COULD TAKE A LITTLE WHILE*

"There's a difference between trying to cope and trying to die. Trying to cope is... looking for a way to hold on, to get better, feel better. Trying to cope is plain trying. Trying to die is giving up. Trying to die is your last possible option when the coping isn't working anymore. When there's nothing left to hold onto, you try to die." ♡Sequel to Perfection♡

Harry was tired of it. He was tired of being the "lead singer" of the band. He was tired of being "the flirty, filthy manwhore". He hated the fame. He hated the attention. He hated everything. Scarlett was tired of breathing. She just got out of rehab but still struggling. Her whole life she'd been known as "the quiet girl". She was always in everyone else's shadow. She was constantly put down, overlooked, and constantly change so she'd "be good enough". "Tired" couldn't even explain her pain. The two seem to be completely different, but are they really? When they finally meet they realize one thing: They're just what they needed. // book one of the strings series //

He just keeps proposing in the wrong ways. | © 2014 all rights reserved | teenlord | [ short story #46 and fanfic #12] [Book #1] Started: August 3, 2014 Ended: September 17, 2014