"You're just a girl, not even a pretty one. You were just something to fill my spare time, nothing more. And these? Well they're just notes."

The story of a girl, a town, and the world as they face imminent death.

He was a boy who liked smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee. She was a girl who liked the smell.

→ finished ← Claustrophobic and agoraphobic, Alaska Gouramie doesn't leave the house much. She whiles her days away nurturing her goldfish, Gordon. Her life is passing her by. Elver Harrison James is scared of fish. He won't go near the pond at the bottom of his garden. He will do anything to stay away from those water-loving freaks. Alaska's mother forces her to leave the house. It's just a trip to the park, no big deal. Until Alaska falls in the pond. And Elver is the only one around. Teen Fiction #118

12 Thursdays, 1 bitchy Walmart worker, and 1 bubblegum boy. [Short Story #25 // Humor #153] // don't read this, iT SUCKS ASS //

Only once had she heard him say three words to her; "Take a sip." With a crooked smile plastered on his face, that she'll never come to forget. ➝ Former blurb dismantled ➝ Under major editing ➝ Short story, highest rank : #23 10 • 26 • 15 ➝ # Coffee Shop, highest rank : #1 11 ● 29 ● 19

Sometimes it snows, and sometimes you meet beautiful boys with cameras, and sometimes it snows and you meet beautiful boys with cameras. // #20 in short story //

[a story] in which an ailing girl checks off everything on her bucket list with a little help from her weirdly attractive neighbor. [spiritual #8 // short story #41] WARNING: this shit is cheesy as hell i wanna gouge my eyes out

❝Nights are for talking.❞ [Short Story #36]

Two people. Two cups of coffee. Two lives suddenly intertwined. 2014 © All Rights Reserved [Short Story #550, 7.23.14]