❝death, secrets, broken pieces.❞ • • • in which a girl talks to her dead best friend about why he was murdered, reminiscing on their past and revealing secrets she had kept from him. • • • ❝everything you have right now, one day it's all...
Once upon a time, we shared our wicked blisses. But in the end, they were nothing but cocaine kisses. Highest ranking: #42 in poetry
You know that girl you called fat? She's been starving herself for God knows how long. You know that chick you called emo? She's been battling depression for years. You know that gal you bullied and whenever she would cry you would say "Aww is little Missy going to go cry to her mommy and daddy?" Her parents died a c...
"How does it look?" "Ugly." She never knew he was lying. ********* This story deals with body image issues and touches on eating disorders. Please, if you have struggled or are struggling with these things or are uncomfortable reading stories about that, don't read this story. Thanks, Nat
❝ if a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know? ❞
They weren't supposed to meet. But life does that sometimes; it throws in a couple of new faces that bring you the utmost of joys in the most unlikeliest of places, and every now and then, you'll come across someone who changes you - someone who's genuine and wonderful and full of hope; someone who changes your perspe...
"Whoa, Sawyer, your fucking pants are red, man." The color drained from my face and I tried to recall the last time I had my period. "Dude, are you bleeding from your dick? Should I call 911?" Fuck. •••• Being a girl is pretty hard. Being dared to disguise as a boy for a whole school year is even harder. Falling i...
"You look dead." I'm not dead. I'm still alive. Don't look at me. I'm ugly. I need to be perfect. Absolutely perfect.
"The stars have aligned I thought that I've found you, and I don't wanna love somebody else" A Great Big World She was in love with books He was in love with her She wasn't ready for him All he wanted was to be with her
Mondays, to Eleanor, are mute days. And mute days are special days to her. Mute days are the days when she can silently spend countless hours with him. And she really, really, really likes that. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Cover by me :D
She looked like a p e r f e c t i m p e r f e c t i o n Smelled like v a n i l l a Sang like an a n g e l Felt like s i l k And tasted i n t o x i c a t i n g
It was an evening that I would never forget. The time that I would cherish till the day I got old. We were in own little world. Her making a miniature snowman and castles of icy hope and me a lanky boy named James admiring his Amore from afar. [short story] *YOU GUYS HAVE TO FOLLOW ME IN ORDER TO READ CHAPTER 5 & 6 ye...
He looked like an a n g e l Smelled like c i g a r e t t e s Sounded like a m e l o d y Felt like v e l v et And tasted f o r b i d d e n
I felt a longing to trail my hands on her body. To explore and know the vampire that managed to steal my heart. I inched closer, every single cell of my body hyper aware of her nearness. The music picked up its rhythm, and we swayed with each other, a dance of seduction that slowly but surely consumed my mind. My eye...
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Keira is the type of girl your mom warns you about. It doesn't matter though, you'll still go after her. You want to change her. You'll think it's working. She'll pretend to love you, then break your heart. She doesn't care when you end up crying, because everyone told you to stay away. She's a flame and you get trapp...
Life consisted of waiting on curbs. Then he saw her. Life began to consist of a beautiful girl and S M O K E. ®All Rights Reserved to ARM179 Highest Rank: #400 in Short Story (5/2/15)
Life consisted of books and strong tea. Then I met you. Life began to consist of leather and G L I T T E R ©All Rights Reserved to ARM179 Highest Rank: #364 in Short Story 27/6/16
|| Dialogue Short story|| In which a boy tries to obtain his ex-girlfriend's forgiveness after having done the unthinkable in any relationship. Cover by: softaen (go follow her)
Ally Sahyounie used to be a happy soul, but as she grows older, she found herself being a depressed teenager. To make it worse, the bad boy in her school wouldn't leave her alone. She thought he was just another jerk, but it turns out he isn't. Who knew a bad boy could help out in situations like this? They're kno...
Someone by the name of 'Anonymous' left a letter for Rosalyn Mane. Slowly, but surely, Rosalyn falls in love with this mysterious figure. When she finally meets him, another story begins. edit: I wrote this when I was 13, so prepare yourself for the most cliché and stupid plot ever ( '▽' )
Warning: Mature Audiences Only! -Strong Sexual Content -R-rated language -Adult situation COMPLETED #1 in Romance on 1/20/21 #1 in Mafia on 2/12/23 #1 in Fiction on 2/21/21 *** DESCRIPTION: The only thing that was mine, the only thing that was truly beautiful in this world, and he will never find me... "How much...
he was her lover, she was his servant. he was her salvation, she was his puppet. he was her catastrophe and she was his provocation. • Please don't read this if you're younger than thirteen. #02 in short story 6/3/17 #03 in short story 13/1/17 #04 in short story 3/3/17
He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn'...
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