It’s cold and it’s dark by now. The day has gone so fast, going to all those places, meeting all those people and now I’m here. He’s led me here. It’s time now, after all I’ve done, it’s time to see him. And everything started with a post-it.

❝You and me,❞ he whispered, ❝until the end of time.❞ // A chronicle of Junie Bennett's birthdays from the ages of ten to twenty one.

[COMPLETED] She's brave. Despite her weak heart. Despite being lonely. She's brave. Even if it costs her, her life to make someone happy. She's brave. Despite everything bad in her little world. She's brave. When she falls in love. Even though having a overload of feelings, even though feeling the best feeling there is could.. cost her , her life. When a blank faced man visits the hospital and meets her. The brave girls life changes forever. In the best and worst possible way. [A tragic love story about a girl with a weak heart and a boy with a strong one. This story will have fewer chapters then the others I've made. Please enjoy. This story is to celebrate over 500 followers.] [EDIT: Thank you all for reading this story!! I never thought it'd get as popular as it did, and to think this idea just came from reading the manga 5 centimeters per second. How? I have no idea, ahah.]

Mika Otohime was unfortunately born with pink hair. You know what that means? She's an anime character. The main one. And she's doing everything she can to avoid her destiny, which is often a pretty hard thing to do. Why don't we all take a little peek into her daily life? Crack-fic. One-shot.

[discontinued story.] "That's all anybody wants, really. Happiness. But, my dear, it's the way in which you pursue happiness that determines your fate." Ivory is both the protagonist and antagonist of her own story. Despite having a natural craving for trouble and a sour reputation, she is easily able to balance the good and the evil within herself- that is, until her past dresses her in a ball gown and forces her to choose a side. As darkness torments her friends, her lovers, and her sanity, Ivory finds herself caught in the eye of the biggest hurricane that the Disneyverse has ever faced. Who will make it out alive? You may not want to know the answer. - Text Copyright @ Leslie S. 2014-2016 Cover created by wifi_hogger

Written during a time where I was yours before I was mine.

You hear others talk about you. Label you. Judge you. And you're..just so fed up. You notice the voices in your head are getting irritated, and they awaken from their slumber. They scream and scold at you to do better, look better, try harder, and feel better. You hold your head and groan in pain as you feel a sickening headache form. You've had enough. Just..by the anxiety.. You're alone in your room, pacing in the darkness, finding a final decision of whether you should end it or not. Your wrists are bruised and smothered in scars, your cheeks, stained with mascara and tears of fear and hopelessness. Confusion, maybe. You just want to be known. Accepted. Wanted. Loved. Listened. Noticed. Visible. I just want you to know that I love you. I care. I'm here. I've been through it all. Darling, I'll be there for you. I have my battle scars, New and old. I want you to know that I'm always here for you. I WILL listen to you. You're special, you're wonderful. You're You. I Love You.

The girl with the red hood. She not like most girls. She was pale. Holds a knife with red blood dripping from the end and her mouth. She is a killer, a demon.

You're perfect to me, no matter what anyone else says. And you'll stay perfect to me. It'll never, ever change. |Article and Cover by @ChickensFly|