the pink skies don't lie

❝in front of my mother and sisters, i pretend love is cheap and vulgar. i act like it's a sin but at night, i dream of a lover who makes love like he's separating salt from water.❞ -----Salma Deera from salt.

Growing Pains

In the day-to-day trenches of high school, it is almost the default-setting to believe we are the main character of our own coming-of-age story. This is not wrong. It's just ours isn't the only story there is. The jocks, the nerds, the cheerleaders, the losers, the stoners, the fangirls, the skaters. Everyone's the...

Like Hurricanes

Cigarettes, lilac skies and poetry at 3am: sixteen-year-old Pietro ''Pit'' Rossi knows the adrenaline of feeling empty and infinite at the same time. With the reputation of a goofy idiot who doesn't care about anything at all, getting held back at school doesn't seem like a problem. But it is. Because Pit cares about...

Hi, Beautiful ✓

𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥. You either start as strangers, stay as strangers or leave as strangers. [i first wrote this when i was 15 and edited it at 18 to be mildly less cringey. cut me some slack. enjoy the ride] © 2018 by jules.

The Day Johnny Met June ✓

𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥. Falling in love blindly, is just a little bit more fun. (A smiling-at-your-phone kind of story. For when some days get a little hard). © 2020 by jules.