11:11

dear stray eyelashes, ladybugs, dark tunnels, wishbones, dandelions, pennies, shooting stars, 11:11, and birthday candles, when will you do your job?

Rosy Cheeks

one was shy, the other was sad, together they were the two who loved art, both with rosy cheeks and caring hearts. [highest ranking]: #4 in short story 6.24.15 book one of the "nameless" series

beautiful

story #3 in the 'for the flawed' series. tw | abuse he thought he could fix her he thought he could make her b e a u t i f u l but beauty is in the eye of the beholder. (lowercase intended for stylistic purposes.) © 2015 flawed-

The Misfortunes of Lolita

A/N: This is an unedited, significantly different version of the soon to be published novel by losangelesque aka L. Akhter. This draft was written when I was 15-18 years old and I highly encourage new readers to read the published version instead. Former high school football star Frank Novak meets profound and depress...

The Ways We Become Undone [ON HOLD]

Sometimes you meet someone and your universe sort of just explodes, because even the sea gets tired of happy endings. Life is tragic and I witnessed a tragedy. ** After three years of keeping dark secrets, eighteen year old Helen Kumar wants to unveil it all. She knows who killed Sebastian, the boy who almost burned h...

incandescent

we kept each other away from the cold. - a collection of words [ © victoria g. two thousand and fourteen]

Collarbones

Hipbones. Thigh gaps. The things girls today are obsessed with. And will do anything to have. *Trigger Warnings: bulimia, anorexia. Please read with caution*

seeing stars

i see stars when i think of you.

Vanilla

"Not just a flavour, but a way of life." When seventeen-year-old Flo Kennedy is forced to up sticks and trade her life in London for a sleepy seaside town on the south coast, she's anything but excited. Walden-on-Sea could win awards for being Britain's dullest town, and with a population consisting almost entirely o...

Human

Let me be vital. / I want to burn myself out. #39 Poetry - 11/6/16.

5:48 [re-write 2.0]

Sometimes all you really need is a place to call home. * * * Being re-written completely as of May 14, 2021

therapy

"they told us that we needed therapy, as if medication and tainted words could fix broken toys."

Violate [American Horror Story FanFiction]

After the death of Violet and her parents, she has been distant with Tate. But will they ever get back together? Or will the new home owner steal Violets heart? (Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters nor the show. This story is my take on what would happen after season one.)

winterstorm

she was my winter-storm, and i will never forget the everlasting hail she used to destroy our love.

Rose

The sweet and humble life of Rose.

dear you

❝ teardrops blurred the skies that she's lost ❞

the suicide journal

How to talk to a suicide, by a suicide. If you are one, add your own thoughts through private message.

Bulls In the Bronx | PTV [ROUGH EDITING]

WARNING: This story is not edited and not fully developed, (but will be) which means there are chances you'll see grammar errors and spelling. Just warning you ahead of time. Chapters that contain a star [*] are edited and awesome-er. Disclaimer: I do not own Pierce the Veil, or any other band mentioned in this story...

Ten Reasons Not To Die

"Give me ten days, and I can give you ten reasons not to die." Evan paused. "And if I can't change your mind by then, you can go jump off that cliff."

Ephemeral Obscurity

❝I have never been myself as much as I have with you and all these words.❞ A beginner's attempt at poetry, exploring a few different forms and voices while trying to convey loss and beauty. Organized alphabetically, so feel free to read in whatever order you like. Sept. 2013-June 2014 "eye of twilight" from Jan...

Blue Skies

❝And imagine that your mind is a blue sky, & every cloud represents a thought.❞

Pluviophile

It was a rainy day, in New York no less. One held a cup of coffee, wishing for the rain to stop. One held a hand full of old books, savouring the moment. short story #98 poetry #51

Let Her Go

❝ he told her the story about how the sun loved the moon so much, he died every night just to let her breathe. ❞ {memoirs from a girl who didn't realize how much he cared until it was too late.}

Little Talks

I will always adore you and our little talks, for my heart is yours.

sailing thoughts

we all need to let our thoughts sail sometimes.

58 Days With Parker

Parker is self destructive and withdrawn. Aspyn is bright-eyed and bubbly. Parker and Aspyn are complete opposites. Even though they are undeniably different; something is pulling them together. *** "Smoking kills, you know." "Exactly." He said as he took another drag of his cigarette.

[ON HOLD] 36 Students in a Classroom

Update: This story has been discontinued. - I am terribly sorry. Your mother lied to you. She told you that you were unique, and that as a teenager you have a whole bunch of options you can choose from to determine who you want to be. She must have been high. Look, I'm going to tell you this honestly. Somewhere out t...

little talks

i needed to write down almost everything he had said, to reassure myself that he had been real, that we were something that lasted; at least for a little while. - nina [ © jude rigor two-thousand-&-thirteen ]

Infinite Reflections

Berkeley Institute for Psychiatric Help and Rehabilitation has earned the newest member of its mental family. The only problem being, she may not be as insane as they say she is. Syrenne Cunningham is shipped off to Berkeley after doctors claim she attempted suicide. Now, trapped within the walls of the one place she...