Irony {noun} - a state of affairs or an event that seems deliberately contrary to what one expects and is often wryly amusing as a result. Khloe Matthews had never really considered how ironic her life was until she died. At parties, the head cheerleader would do something BIG to get revenge. If this meant spreading secrets and telling lies then she would do it. How ironic is it that Khloe used parties as a way of ending her peers' social lives and in turn someone used her own end of summer party to end her life? The sad thing is that Khloe didn't even really see it coming, but as she recounts her story, it becomes increasingly obvious that her so called 'friends' did. Now her friends will have to learn that just because the bitch is dead, it doesn't mean she's gone. Who said you had to be alive to get revenge? graphic by @obsessedhumor- [highest ranking = #1 in mystery & thriller {29/12/15}] All Rights Reserved Copyright © longtimegone Steal my work-face my wrath.

One bleary, damp fall day in Seoul, Seulgi waits at the bus stop. And, much to her disinterest, meets Seungwan.

pink: [pingk] the best and worst color / what haunts dan everywhere he goes pink: [pingk] to pierce, stab / what dan's heart goes through every time he sees felix pink: [pingk] dan's greatest enemy, the most stereotypical description of what he is, the most terrible kind of experience one can go through with someone that will never like one back. cover by Penelope Crawford @synergism please check out her other works; she's a talented and lovely person!

in which a boy texts a girl after her mother dies

"She's drowning in a pool of misery, and no one can save her. The only one watching her fall deeper and deeper was a boy who couldn't swim."

In the end, it's really only stories we leave behind. Cover made by @boisterously-

"what did you do while i was away?" he asked. and she never answered, until now.

"Skin under crippled skies/Tell the stories of most of our lives." [little random entries i write when inspiration hits]

I am not who you think I am. I am not who I think I am. I will not let anyone define me. I will define me.

About a girl Who was spoiled And thought The world Revolved Around her Even though She was A speck In the never-ending Grains of sand #thepeopleofscociety All rights reserved © 2016 bllurry