The storm was terrible. The snow was blowing all around. The power was so close to shutting off, no one dared to even step foot outside in the wretched cold. But somehow, even with all of this, he still kept her safe and warm.
serendipity: an aptitude for making desirable discoveries by accident; finding something good without looking for it.
He is the ice, and I'm the fire. He is the definition of perfection, and I'm the definition of sarcastic. He is the angel of voice, and me? I'm his fake girlfriend. © belle | 2015 + contains mature language and sexual actions. don't say i didn't warn ya c;
❝—if i give you twenty reasons to live, would you stay?❞ © nohanthony 2015 story idea by: michaelclifford
They say the hardest part is confessing, but really the hardest part is being rejected. //story idea: @stimulants
He was so fragile, like the flowers his mother used to plant in his back garden, the ones cherry red that wilted too fast. Shawn was the cherry red flower, it was when he laid in my lap, our fingers intertwined and my arms around him, that I knew he would wilt too fast. © weepies. All rights reserved. [[TRIGGER WARNIN...
