Draft Messages
After getting her heart broken, she decides to email her ex- but she does not send it. Little did she know, he does the same thing. Copyright © 2015. All Rights Reserved.
After getting her heart broken, she decides to email her ex- but she does not send it. Little did she know, he does the same thing. Copyright © 2015. All Rights Reserved.
Epilogue coming late July, 2018. noun 1. an extra part or extension that is or can be attached to something to perform a particular function. (i.e. a computer file appended to an e-mail) 2. the condition of being attached to something or someone, in particular. (i.e. affection, fondness, or sympathy for someon...
it started as any romance would have started; just two boys, some loose change, and a cup of coffee.
Troye is a famous, teenage heart-throb who over reacts about everything. The smallest problem could be seen as the end of the world in Troyes eyes. Everybody who is anybody knows exactly who he is; well, almost everybody. Connor Franta; one of the most isolated people in LA. He's holding down 2 jobs, and high schoo...
"you make flowers grow, even in the darkest parts of me" -/ story property of nebulanotebook.
a collection of awkward/cute/drunk tronnor texts. enjoy at your own risk: none of the parts are connected cover by @teenidols
Tronnor one shots for Tronnor shippers :) // warning! - my writing might make you cringe - Grammar mistakes
shit goes down on the internet basically *trigger warning* cover by @teenidols
When Troye is admitted to a psychiatric ward following a suicide attempt, the only thing he wants is to get discharged as soon as possible. The last thing he expects to find is a friend, let alone anything more. If there's one thing he learns, it's to never judge a book by it's cover. And to never take life too seriou...
This is where I will write my One-Shots from now on! The pairings will be various. (LAWL who am I kidding, it's mostly Tronnor, but you can request other pairings and if I get a lot of them I might do them once in a while.) (I don't take requests anymore. I found that I do not enjoy writing them. No worries! I update...
Mike disappeared on a clear day. I remember that, at least, though not much else. I was five years old. "Try," the policemen said to me. "Try harder. Remember."