❝I- what? What are you talking about? Who is this?❞ ❝Well the bathroom stall says that this number is the gateway to a good time, and unless you're trying to say that a bathroom stall is lying to me, I think I need a little more information to be sold. Do you have like a yelp page I could look up? Past customer reviews? How many stars out of five?❞ ❝What are yo- oh my god, I'm going to fucking kill Marie.❞ (alternatively called: a lot of people shit with pens) written in dialogue // cover by xhemmingshugsx

and our bloodstreams were poisoned by this toxic love. [[lowercase intended.]]

When I was a little girl, I believed in fairy tales. I believed in princes and princesses and knights in shining armor. I believed in forever and happily ever afters. I was ten when reality hit me. My mom brought the evil home with her and there was no escaping it. That's when I learned that fairy tales were just that: fairy tales. The bad stuff is real, though. The difference is that I now know that the monsters and evil villains don't always wear capes and ugly scars. No: most of the time, they appear normal. I'm drowning in reality, in my life, and I've given up hope that a knight in shining armor will rescue me. But maybe... maybe I don't need a Prince Charming after all. Maybe a knight without the shining armor and a broken smile will be enough to save me. *Please note this is only a five chapter sample of the published book.

It's like she was screaming for help but no one would help her. Like she was trying to save herself from her own wicked mind. She was fighting against herself. Her words would fade, her tears would fall, and her wrist would be cut. Each cut resembling a problem of hers. And all her problem's some how revolved around Andy Mcqueen. He made her feel ashamed, low-leveled, psychotic, and suicidal. And when Carolyn killed herself, Andy wanted nothing more than to have her back. ›› full summary inside ›› completed

"Cinderella had till midnight, I have twelve kisses to win back my prince's heart," John wants Metilda to end their marriage.He believes that he has fallen in love with another woman. Metilda agrees but she has one condition. John must kiss her every afternoon in-front of their son for twelve days. On the 12th kiss, something unexpected happens. highest rating so far #1

She writes all night. He flirts with girls all night. But when they come together in his room... the Cool Boy of the school and the Socially Inept Girl share a bed and make the night theirs. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #2 | Humour #15 |

"human beings are works in progress who mistakenly think they're finished" © taekth 2016

“ I am drowning in an ocean of unsaid words. ”

❝ i miss the way your name tastes like forbidden toxins on my lips. ❞ copyright - all rights reserved

"I wish you would feel the breeze, Jace. I wish you would feel the music in my heart."