Origami
"When I make 1000 paper cranes, I get a wish. 950 to go"
when i saw her there in all her magnificent brilliance, i thought 'maybe, just maybe, this life is worth living.' ♔all lowercase intended♔ all chapters are edited so don't hesitate to point out any mistakes. i update every other day.
❝and in my dreams i will find what i cannot have in reality.❞ allison has a few things to say to parker.
"I don't speak, I'm sorry." {inspired by the spectacular @spectrums who wrote Orange and many, many other amazing works that I fell in love with} (friendly reminder: please don't be a ghost reader; i'd really appreciate feedbacks since this is my first short story. oh...
dear oliver: there's something i have to tell you. lilly. [ 11 | 30 | 14 - #146 Teen Fiction ] [ © jude rigor two-thousand-&-fourteen ]
story #2 in the 'for the flawed' series. tw | abuse every night you held me. making me feel disgusting, because you were the s e c o n d to touch me. © 2014 flawed- (lowercase intended for stylistic purposes.) [Jan 16, 2015:: #2 in short story.]
When kids are young and full of innocent wonder, they're asked the question that will haunt them far into their adult lives: what do you want to be when you're older? Kyleigh Frost's answer to this very question was that she wanted to be thin. Ever since she could remember, all she wanted to do with her li...
n.: a simple circlet of small jewels; a simple crown // a collection of musings and scribbles and thoughts
[FEATURED STORY] At school, they were nothing. At midnight, they were lovers. Because one minute after midnight... a rich girl and a boy who came from nothing found something they had in common. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #2 | Humour #25 |
❝ the worst way for friendships to end is for literally nothing to go wrong. you just stop talking.❞
i will shed myself of humanity and hold it within my aching chest, as if it will stop the burning. [ © jude rigor two-thousand-&-thirteen ]
❝ When actions aren't enough to express, let the pen do its magic instead. ❞ © nate k. 2012
"they told us that we needed therapy, as if medication and tainted words could fix broken toys."
"Float on top of the shit toss of the dice that is life." When Margo meets a girl who's losing air by the minute. [alternate ending] //fanfiction of WSD and TM//
They met on the Trivandrum Mail. They rediscovered love on the Trivandrum Mail. Fourteen years have passed - they have changed. But the Trivandrum Mail hasn't.