Unrequited Love
Loving someone who doesn't notice your existence is hard. Loving someone who loves someone else is even harder. But, darling, I guess that's love.
Loving someone who doesn't notice your existence is hard. Loving someone who loves someone else is even harder. But, darling, I guess that's love.
And in his heart, he became a perishable painting; in which Ray Singh falls in love with the dead Viktor Ivanovich. #taygetsthegay #181 Copyright © 2016, humanoligy
❝I spend my nights writing irrelevant nothings like this until I see the day's sunrise.❞
Tonight, when you're in bed alone, don't fret, and don't be sad. You're not as alone as you think you are.
“but i must admit i miss you quite terribly. the world is too quiet without you nearby. i go to bed early and rise late and feel as if i have hardly slept at all.”
❝When I met you . . . you're the first person in my life, besides my family, that treated me like a regular human being. You're my first friend and my best friend. I would be lying if I said meeting you wasn't most the most important day of my life. And the one that would end up eventually ruining it.❞-Annalise Martin...
{new year's one-shot} When a girl who's been in love with her best friend for eternity, what does she do? Invite him to New Year's Eve party of course. Copyright: © 2013-2014 a.e. {eep record:} Short Story: #261 c: yayies c:
A dialogue short story about the things we wake up to that remind us there are still things in this life worth waking up for. ante meridiem - [adv. & adj.] "before noon;" Abbr: A.M. Or a.m. [credit to owner of image (not me)]
Books, books, and unfortunately- more books. With summer vacation ticking away, Russell Caldwell is stuck in the meaningless world of classic paperback novels, and babbling-walking-eighty-year-old-zombies. Nothing can possibly save him from the hell that is Riverway's local library...until he spots a mystery girl. [C...
cover: par l'auteur started: june 20th 6:26pm ended: july 10th 2:22pm everyone has a story, and every story has an ending. rank: #251 in short story june 28, 2015
"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."
I didn't mind if my fingertips were rusted with coffee grounds, or if my palm still hosted bread crumbs, I reached out my hand across the table, and you squeezed it but proved me wrong. My mind was spiraling, my heart, unstable. ____________________________