He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn'...
When most people look back on their lives, they see that one defining event. The moment that changes everything. And my moment was him.
'The painless killing of a patient suffering from an incurable and painful disease or in an irreversible coma.' Euthanasia. This disease was my life. I want to die, I want to die. I wanted to bleed out right in that bathroom, but he had to stop me; why does he even care? Why would Vic Fuentes, the perfect senior care...
Title: Not like the movies at all Pairing: Jack Barakat/Alex Gaskarth POV: 3rd Summary: "I never meant to do those things to you, Alex. You know I love you." Disclaimer: MATT FLYZIK IS MINE SO YOU CAN ALL F*CK OFF :)) Lol kidding. This story is just as fake as Nicki Minaj's butt. Ew. A/N: Mentions of suicide and chara...
_SEQUEL OUT_Iris Angel had too many problems to count. She had abusive parents , she had bullies, too many to count, and too many insecurities. The list added on, but the hardest is when you can't defend yourself. When you can't defend yourself what do you do? You run. So she ran from her problems by living in a new...
Sometimes people feel caged, or like they're trapped and can't get out. Iris Angels used to never be able to shake that feeling due to her horrible childhood with abusive parents a even being sent to a mental hospital. But after meeting the singer of Sleeping with Sirens, Kellin Quinn, she found a happiness she never...
"Well fuck you too, Paul!" I yelled as my Mom's boyfriend stormed back down the stairs. Boarding school? Fucking boarding school? What the hell are they thinking? Everyone knows that those shitholes are just full of dickhead guys and slutty girls. Well, I'll show them. Anything's better than staying with Mom and that...
Hi. My names Lizzie, I'm 19 and I have no friends what so ever. Why? Because I'm an outcast. No one seems to like the way I dress or the music I listen to. All through high school I had death threats posted in my locker as well as on them, I was pushed and tripped, and so on. The list goes on forever. I've come to the...
