❝i don't know whether it was the way she bit her bottom lip in concentration, her eyebrows furrowed to focus on one spot, her straight jet black ponytail swayed every movement she made, or how her brown almond shaped eyes squinted. all i know is that i found myself becoming more than willing to get injured just to see...
cryp·tic [krip-tik]: secret; obscure in meaning With twenty six letters, she composed words that placed the fragility of her life into the hands of someone else. With those same twenty six letters, he formed pleas for her to stay. (#151 in Fanfiction) © 2013 by isohlate. || All rights reserved.
Discontinued "this is his story; he is dead" - triggering warning. [h.r. poetry [.14] 12/01/14]
❝I just can't stop thinking of you.❞ all rights reserved. copyright © 2014 | Eva Short Story #547
COMPLETED | "Make me feel like I am breathing, feel like I am human."
"will you be here tomorrow?" "same time, as always." book two of the suicide series.
