shades of blue
Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.
Zac Carter had spent one week out of every year at Emily Dawson's house since he was fifteen. It was the week his parents had their 'alone' time as they liked to call it. He was thinking of bailing on it this year, telling them he was old enough to be on his own for a week. Then he remembered sad, strange Emily who he...
When I can't do anything else, I write poems. [Became #1 in Poetry a long time ago]
Poems. Death, suicide, depression, cutting, sadness, loneliness, bullying, hope, religion, love, tears, pain, joy, and more. Read if you want poems and maybe a few one-shots too. But if you want everything to have perfect rhymes, sorry. Look somewhere else. #1 in Poetry on 2/15/2015 <3
Every love has a story. How you first met. Who said the first word. Even mine does. Seven o'clock is not the time anyone will think of falling in love. But as our worlds collided, we did just that. In a moment lost in space, a single introduction had changed everything. ...