Alec remembers him.

a dead boy, a grieving girl, and a boy that just wants to make the girl happy again. and maybe find some love in the process, who knows?

"You're just a girl, not even a pretty one. You were just something to fill my spare time, nothing more. And these? Well they're just notes."

You can always find something tinier.

It's the Little Things that make a difference.

❝ i miss the way your name tastes like forbidden toxins on my lips. ❞ copyright - all rights reserved

Peyton has no family. Her parents died in a car crash, her grandparents died a while ago and she's an only child. She's been to at least fifteen funerals in her lifetime, for family but now she only has one more funeral to go to. Her own.

Cody has just lost the love of his life, Peyton. He' s losing his mind without her, just like how she lost hers.

There are some things we end up not sending.

❝You and me,❞ he whispered, ❝until the end of time.❞ // A chronicle of Junie Bennett's birthdays from the ages of ten to twenty one.