they met at therapy; therapy for sex addicts. (cover by elle)

"i'm not afraid of death; i just don't want to be there when it happens." (cover by elle)

"will you be here tomorrow?" "same time, as always." book two of the suicide series.

alright, students. your final project is due a month from today. i'd like you to take a picture of the most beautiful thing you can find.

caution: just letting you know, I wrote this years ago, so some things may not add up. I won't change them because most of you understand what I'm trying to say. please ignore any spelling/grammatical errors. enjoy reading! 'listen here red, we're gonna send each other a selfie a day, with a caption.' 'i don't know you.' 'yeah, i don't know you either, but that's how we'll get to know each other.' 'why me?' 'you seem interesting.' 'promise you're not weird?' 'promise. i'm the guy with the black hair and squishy face.' 'alright, i'll do it.' 'great. selfies start tomorrow. rules are: we can't know each others names or where each other live. can't wait to get started. (;'