i lied i probably cant think of that many

"Where am I supposed to start? Wow. I love you. I love you so much that it hurts. Okay, maybe that's the cancer."

Dear Diary, I'm writing today because he tried to hurt me once again. I'm so sick that he thinks that he can do those things to me without a consequence, well actually... he can. Why can't I stand up for myself? Why do my knees lose their strength everytime he gets near me? I can't take this anymore. I just wished that he could disappear once and for all. Guess that won't happen since he lives just across the street. I hope tomorrow will be a better day. -Skylar

❝it started with a picture, those messages you sent to me.❞ // disclaimer: contains smut (and lots of it) // loosely based around the song 'green light' by 5 seconds of summer.

The letters of love. (book 1) Luke Hemmings and Demi Lovato.

"7:15, that's our time."