"Anna dislikes being stuck three-quarters of the way down a chimney. She really does. Not to mention, she's still going round North America, and there's, like, three continents still to get through in about as many hours."
There really wasn't any stopping it. It wasn't my fault that my skin was as dark as the night, or my nose was broader than any other's, my hair was always rough looking and broke easily. There was nothing I could do, because to them I will and always will be, the black girl. HR: #3 Short Story Graphic by caesium-
because life sucks and almost always ends the good things. •completed [10/19/14] •poetry #216 [10/22/14] •cover was found on pexels. no copyright intended. all rights go to the original owner. •twenty-fourteen.
She was the girl behind the typewriter, the one everyone called cupid, but no one really knew her ✉ He was the boy behind the glasses, the one everyone called nerd, but no one really knew him ✉ highest ranking: #twenty two in short story
In which a good girl falls for the bad boy, and they both know it's cliche [s h r i n k i n g v i o l e t _ 2 0 1 5] [Completed]
❝hey, sweet cheeks❞ ❝do i know you?❞ ❝damn, i'm offended after all we have been through❞ ❝wrong number?❞ ❝try stolen number, babe❞ in which a boy steals a girl's number from his friends phone. ________________________________ highest ranking: #eleven in short story lowercase intended
❝To all the girls that think they're ugly because they're not a size zero--you're the beautiful one. It's society who's ugly.❞ Lizzie Roberts is an overweight teenage girl. Her life is all about eating junk food, watching TV, surfing the internet and lying on her bed all day long until one day her mom takes a decision...
Liz meets Cody, a broken boy who is pining for his lost love, Peyton, whom Liz knew when Peyton was alive. Liz has to fight love against loyalty as she tried to remain sober in a world where alcohol rules. Cover by @surrealinfinities
It was pity that first made Dannie speak to him. She had known Ryan since she was a kid, but he had always been the popular Golden Boy, and she had always been the tomboy that didn’t mind not having any friends. It was odd, she had thought, that all the popular kids who had once kissed the ground he walked on, didn’t...
