Amelia is a depressed, young teenager distraught by her useless life. When her mother enrolls her in therapy sessions, she meets a young, Parisian man named Mr. Walter who guides her through tears, happiness and success.
You were abandoned on these streets. Short Story #101 12/29/13 Romance #453 Copyright © 2013 Perspective_
i will shed myself of humanity and hold it within my aching chest, as if it will stop the burning. [ © jude rigor two-thousand-&-thirteen ]
❝ he told her the story about how the sun loved the moon so much, he died every night just to let her breathe. ❞ {memoirs from a girl who didn't realize how much he cared until it was too late.}
"She took me slowly, piece by piece. I was left with only a memory of what i was before i was nothing."
"what did you do while i was away?" he asked. and she never answered, until now.
love is death (DISCLAIMER: I wrote this when I was 13 or 14 and I understand there are many mistakes!!!! I won't be editing this story so it will stay as it was. If you read this story now by any chance please((!!!!))keep in mind I was a very young writer. Also, during this time a lot of people on wattpad were writing...
His infatuation with her became unhealthy , he watched her everyday even to the point were she would undress and shower. She was naive she knew him yet didn't expect that the sweet boy that she known since she was five was going to be her killer. Juliette - age 16 - blond - green eyes. Dylan - age 17 - brunette...
❝This isn't a movie you see at the cinema, it's real life babe, no one's going to kiss your scars.❞ © tilmorning.
in which a girl with a crooked smile breaks the glass before they could break her. © shannyn {-radicalum} 2014 || trigger warning.
❝my love for you is virgin pure and my hatred burns brighter than the sun - what a dangerous combination. ❞
Where a girl receives messages from an anonymous passerby who wants to show her the world. © tilmorning. 2013
"Everyone has secrets." James has a problem; he cuts himself. He is in love with his best friend, Chloe, but is too afraid to tell her. His father is attracted to the bottle, and his mother wears fake diamond rings on her finger. James' world is crumbling. The razor is his only companion and the slits on his thig...
it's a place where smoke hovers and sorrows bleed. a place where one can go to dwell amongst the lost.
❝ You smoke Marlboro Lights?❞ he asked her, She nodded. ❝It's food for anorexics like me ❞ #408 in Short Story - 3/31/15
