read when you need a little picker-upper.

so I guess the title has nothing to do with what this book of experiences ended up being...but it's about meeting Cameron Dallas. btw, I'm still and always will be a slut

I just really hate inequality...... Warning: I am open for a healthy debate, however if you are just here to blindly disagree and not have a logical discussion leave.

in which a frustrated teenager can't stop pointing out the plot holes in her life in the most brutally honest way possible and people find it funny highest ranking: #425 in humor :-) [ cover from weheartit ]

your fave is ass🤷🏾‍♀️

in which i burn celebrities so bad they are in immediate need of an ice pack.

Cherry blossom lipstick: check Smokey eyes: check Skinny jeans: check Dead kid in the mirror: check For sixteen year old Mattie Hathaway, this is her normal everyday routine. She's been able to see ghosts since her mother tried to murder her when she was five years old. No way does she want anyone to know she can talk to spooks. Being a foster kid is hard enough without being labeled a freak too. Normally, she just ignores the ghosts and they go away. There's a little glitch this time. The ghost she sees is her foster sister, Sally. Everyone thinks she's just another runaway. Mattie knows the truth, though-she's dead, murdered. Foster kids look out for each other and Mattie feels like she has to help Sally, but she can't do it alone. Against her better judgment, she teams up with a young police officer and together they set out to discover the truth of Sally's disappearance. Now the killer has set his sights on her. It becomes a race to see if she can find the truth before the serial killer finds her.

"Go ahead," I said, backing up against the pink wall of the shop. "Do something other than glare at me." I waited. One, two, three seconds... and nothing. I raised my chin at him. "You're boring me, mute boy." He stepped closer. Leaned toward me as his gaze burned into mine. Then... ❀ ❀ ❀ After three months in juvenile detention, it's time for Romy Pereira to help out with her family's flower shop. And it's not all bad... until they hire Jack Michel to work beside her. He doesn't speak, communicating with glares and scowls instead of words, and seems to be more interested in literal rocks than other human beings. And with an ex-convict mother, her friends drifting away, and the flower shop falling apart, the last thing Romy wants to deal with is Jack's attitude. She'll forever praise the day he screws up big time and gets himself fired, but until that day comes, it's mostly one cold-hearted girl, her silent (but still infuriating) coworker, and a whole lot flowers. [word count: 100k] [originally written in 2014-2015; re-write completed 2020-2021] ❀ Rankings ❀ #1 in #badgirl #1 in #goodboy #1 in #flowershop #1 in #sociopath

Samantha Peterson has wealthy parents. Her so called friends not only murder her parents, but rob them and become wealthy themselves and soon the richest people in the country as they built off this stolen wealth. Three years after this , Samantha returns for revenge. Not just any revenge. She has changed her appearance and name. Samantha Peterson is gone and now in her place is Victoria Strickings. Alexander Celeste. A man who shares the same hatred towards her main evildoer, Marcus Williams aids Victoria in her fight to regain what was hers. And hell. They might have succeeded. [Highest Ranking; #1 Action #1 Mystery/thriller]

Love should be as easy as breathing. It should open up a whole new world of romance, heartache, discoveries... Well that's what Megan and Liz thought, but their love was a bit more life altering. Who knew one knock on your front door could be so life changing? Or life threatening. After two very sexy strangers decide to kidnap Liz and Megan, they begin to realize life on the outside isn't what they picked it out to be. Once they start to discover the secrets beyond the shadows and the creatures that lie within them, there's no going back to the normal life they once had. Who knows, maybe this one will be more... breath taking?