"Let me tell you the story, about what happens when a heart as cold as ice meets one made of gold." What happens to the things that nobody can remember? Are they forgotten? Did they mean anything at all? Did they even exist at some point? All his life, Connor has been told that he must forget. That he must let go and...
Epilogue coming late July, 2018. noun 1. an extra part or extension that is or can be attached to something to perform a particular function. (i.e. a computer file appended to an e-mail) 2. the condition of being attached to something or someone, in particular. (i.e. affection, fondness, or sympathy for someon...
A collection of 36 songfics, three for each month, based on each song off the album by Sleeping At Last. Most Recently: December - Accidental Light Hitchhiking to nowhere, driving with no direction, strays with muddy boots kicked up on the dashboard, Oh Wonder blasting ironically from the radio, words barely exchanged...
"One day, I'm going to jump. And its going to be grand, and all the world is going to see that even a pretty boy has feelings too." UNEDITED AND VERY SAD ALSO ITS A SHORT STORY THAT STARTS ON CHAP 18 AND ENDS WITH 23 BC THE CHAPTERS REPRESENT HIS AGE K
Play it in reverse, so Connor can retract the accident that would turnover his life for the worse. Undo the present, from the day Troye starts to dwell in his past and draws a blank on Connor being his lover, the grievous event. Pace it backwards in time, because Connor wants to erase Tyler's presence from his boyfrie...
When Troye is admitted to a psychiatric ward following a suicide attempt, the only thing he wants is to get discharged as soon as possible. The last thing he expects to find is a friend, let alone anything more. If there's one thing he learns, it's to never judge a book by it's cover. And to never take life too seriou...
Troye Mellet is not popular. He's middle class in the teenage hierarchy and the head of the bitter kids. Cocky "populars" and superficial teens are his enemies, and high-school society his hell. But, behind the social ruse that is his hatred, there is a deep sadness. Loneliness; bottled and festering into complete mis...