Our Love Will Be Remembered
Follow Tristan as he shares his story, the story of every girl he loved, of every girl he killed, and of the one love that felt impossible to end, even for him.
Follow Tristan as he shares his story, the story of every girl he loved, of every girl he killed, and of the one love that felt impossible to end, even for him.
taehyung finds a suicide note on the subway, on the note it says it is to 'jeon jungkook.' completed may 15th '17 tw
Rose does not like Harry. And Harry does not like Rose. But perhaps the threat of a ruthless brain and a shady corporate conspiracy could change for them. or, at least, could make a stash of Snickers. He was like the moon-- a part of him was always hidden
❝I only take pictures of things that intrigue me, things that I really enjoy, things that I-❞ ❝So, things you love?❞ I finish for him. Harry smiles a bit, and nods, surprised that I had understood. He gazes down towards the pile beneath his hands and then back up to me. ❝Yeah, I guess you could say that.❞ [ A U ] HIG...
What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]
She was the first beautiful thing he ever got stuck on. Hoi allemaal! Even voor de duidelijkheid , dit boek is niet van mij! Ik vertaal het alleen maar even voor mensen die geen Engels kunnen! Ik heb hier toestemming voor! Alle lof gaat uiteindelijk naar @-interstellar ! Niet kopiëren of vertalen zonder toestemming...
Elle Grey doesn't need anyone. She only needs herself, a paintbrush, and if she gets desperate enough, there are the few people she actually tolerates that she can talk to. She knows that there's more out there in the world - in fact, she spends most of her time either daydreaming or painting about it. She knows that...
[COMPLETED] "Why do you always stare at me?" "B-Because You're B-Beau-tiful." Violet was the shy girl Harry loved to draw. Harry was the stuttering boy Violet fell in love with. © londonstars
Als iemand me twee weken geleden zou hebben gezegd dat ik met een vreemde in een oud busje zou stappen had ik diegene raar aan gekeken. Als diegene me verteld had dat die vreemde een arrogante jongen was waar mensen spontaan bang van worden had ik heel hard gelachen. Dat zou ik nooit doen. Nooit. Maar waarom zit...