Michael Clifford struggles to find purpose and keep himself from falling for temptation. He feels alone, as he slowly drowns and poisons himself. Ruby Lawrence can relate and in some strange way, Death was her only friend. It's reassuring knowing he's always there. All Rights Reserved © nintendomuke

she was as beautiful as the poems he wrote. © copyright dreamingmgc

welcome to your very own book of hypnotism. use it wisely.

in which a girl with an accent is scared of talking, but a boy finds a way to hear her voice.

~12:03 am~ To: "sex god" Mikey i wish we could meet. ~12:07 am~ From: "sex god" Mikey one day, we will. Sequel: Connected

"do you believe in ghosts?" "no" "well you should" © pixiesdust | lowercase intended [discontinued]

they met at therapy; therapy for sex addicts. (cover by elle)

Michael never did anything to deserve this. He was a nice kid and he never did anything to hurt anyone, so why him? "Most of us have moved on. But we are the unlucky ones. We are the lost souls, and this is our story."