Hell's Angels // m.g.c.
"You're like one of hell's angels." "If that is so, you must be the devil himself."
"You're like one of hell's angels." "If that is so, you must be the devil himself."
ɪnˈseɪn/ adjective in a state of mind which prevents normal perception, behaviour, or social interaction; seriously mentally ill. "he had gone insane"
two teenagers meet, color their hair, and maybe fall in love.
oh, why did he have to leave? ... a series of notes from a lonely girl.
“who knew that a simple game of sims could turn our lives around like this?” all rights reserved. copyright © monroe james [@anchorate]
in which a quiet girl who smells sweet has a boy who is sweet. © -moonlits 2014
she'd glide on her mascara, using her hair to cover up the badly masked bruise on her face. {{book 1}}
"open on christmas eve," michael recieves a series of letters from an admirer.
"Why did you get this tattoo?" I asked him while I point on the tattoo on his arm. "Because this one explains for 'I'm deadly in love with you'." He smiled down at me as he kissed my forehead. In which a girl meets a boy who has some similarities as hers.
"You can have it," I told him and he pouted. "You wanted it first, right? Now I'm giving this guitar to you." in which a girl and a boy argues about some guitar and don't know that it will somewhat lead them together. ranked #906 in Romance 10/02/15
❝Just hold on, we're going home.❞ He was risky, unpredictable, temperamental; his spontaneity was what drew her to him. He was bad. But, that's what she liked the most about him. © 2014 Eloise. All rights reserved.
Their story isn't a romcom. {highest ranking: #2 fanfiction} © 2016 by dimplefeels
"I yearn for the weekends, because lately, its the only reward for surviving the week."
"why are you afraid of kissing me?" "i'm not afraid, but you should be." atlantis carter has kissed three boys in her seventeen years of life, and all three boys died within six days of the kiss #59 fanfiction
● "i don't care who you were; i care who you are and i'm more concerned with who you're working to become." ● [2015] {cover by elucidates} || highest: #756 fanfiction ||
They said I was just a fangirl. That my "love" for this band, and in particularly, Michael Clifford, was all a phase in my life. Some stupid "crush" I'll get over within a few months. Well, it's been more than a year, so why can't I stop loving him to death? Because trust me, I tried...
"I remember you." His words stun me. I know for a fact that I have never once actually met him. Copyright © 2015 by 5secofstfu All rights reserved.
❝If I'm your Cinderella,❞ She murmured confused. ❝Then who's my prince charming?❞ © captivitea [two-thousand-&-fifteen] completed- 7/9/15 ♡♡
they met at therapy; therapy for sex addicts. (cover by elle)