"Alright, you horny little shits, let's talk about sex,"

After years of being picked on and thrown around like rag dolls, Ashton Irwin and Edith George finally decide that enough is enough. They don't want to feel like pathetic waste's of space any longer. Their suffering needs to end and so does Luke Hemmings and his army of so called 'Popular's. © han 2014

We first met through a '94 mixtape.

The crazy, stupid story of how I ended up driving my ex-boyfriend 3,000 miles to deliver him to the door step of his current girlfriend and all the adventures and little moments in between. 2014 © punkrockirwun **ON HIATUS INDEFINITELY**

In which those jerks whom they used to idolize move next door. || © 2013-2014 beautylieswithinu || fanfiction #105 7·19·15

"7:15, that's our time."

"you're going to hell, ashton irwin."

She tries her hardest to look good but she still gets called ugly and she believes them.

Currently under major major major editing. Possibly adding chapter anywhere necessary.

"I'm simply lost without you." by; @savagehood an original story