Previously known as 'Ours will die with us' and 'Less' anes-the-sia: Loss of feeling in all or a part of a body with or without loss of consciousness. So maybe a person is suffering from permanent anesthesia, then that person wouldn't be able to feel anything forever. That was what Buzz always thought while he was un...
Wattpad Featured 2018. UNREVISED. This is a story about Ethan and Aubrey who reunite online two years after initially meeting in a mental clinic, only to connect with each other again. This story is about two people who want to save each other, even if they can't.
[COMPLETED] "Do you like Ariel?" "As a friend or..." "Or." "Or?" "I mean... do you want to date her?" "Why do you ask?" "Answer." His leg starts to wiggle a little. Anxious. "Perhaps." "I knew it." Cover by theircity
"...to keep track of thoughts, as fast as they come, and remember them when they go away" these are just pieces of poems and stories that happened to escape my mind
"Give me ten days, and I can give you ten reasons not to die." Evan paused. "And if I can't change your mind by then, you can go jump off that cliff."
in thoughts like sunless morning hours and dreams of infinite mirrored halls reflecting the monsters of your psyche. Everything in this collection is on purpose. The art is not mine.
When you die, you have seven minutes of brain activity left. In those seven minutes, you can relive your whole life, the good times and the bad times. We all have different stories. This is mine.
remember me, because we were each other's everything. and all of me is missing, because you keep on tripping. so come back, and please don't let your memory lack. i love you. don't forget you once said you love me too. [#255 short story: 5/9/15] [under major editing]
A boy tries to drain all his sorrows away by just focusing on the angry lyrics bursting in his eardrums. A girl tries to remove her depression by listening to music. When they first meet at the Cd store, there comes a spark that their life is a lot more than just pain of their pasts, like how music is so much mo...
If I could just see his breathtaking teal eyes again, my life would be complete. However, I only see them in my mind. It's nostalgic, but they're becoming nebulous. And now, I recollect only remnants of the past we shared together.
"Yours was all I ever wanted." // Classic romance from a not-so-classic point of view // #weneediversebooks #stopslutshaming
delicate /ˈdɛlɪkət/ adjective easily broken or damaged; fragile. a collection of poems, written in the dead of night.
In which a girl can't go a day without an anxiety attack and a boy can't go a day without noticing
starry nights are too much of a temptation for anyone to resist. #229 Short Story 5-16-15
