❝its not love when you cry more than you smile.❞ ©unostalgic

"Why are you here?" I asked her. "Reasons. Why are you here?" "Reasons." I answered back & that made her smile. Her smile quickly became one of my favorite things.

she's a fat photographer. he's an easily bruised artist. they meet when waking home from school.

"I yearn for the weekends, because lately, its the only reward for surviving the week."

There are 100 million calls every year, and almost 80.000 serious calls every day. But one of those serious calls can lead to something. It can lead to wide grins, sighs of relief, and maybe love. But it can also lead to never ending silence, and pain. / highest ranking: fanfiction #152 &mystery/thriller #301 / [cover by: lukesque] © ashtimelows

Where an awkward teenager falls In love with his English teacher *Going through some major editing*

she'd glide on her mascara, using her hair to cover up the badly masked bruise on her face. {{book 1}}