Summer Jacobs knew full well about her town’s tradition. Every year at the end of the summer, a party would be held on school grounds without the knowledge of the parents or the teachers. It had been happening since before Summer was born and never once was anyone the wiser. This year however, everyone was going to fi...
He was so fragile, like the flowers his mother used to plant in his back garden, the ones cherry red that wilted too fast. Shawn was the cherry red flower, it was when he laid in my lap, our fingers intertwined and my arms around him, that I knew he would wilt too fast. © weepies. All rights reserved. [[TRIGGER WARNIN...
❝—if i give you twenty reasons to live, would you stay?❞ © nohanthony 2015 story idea by: michaelclifford
serendipity: an aptitude for making desirable discoveries by accident; finding something good without looking for it.
I'll help you remember me, one more kiss is all it takes I'll leave you with the memory, and the aftertaste
