here is a collection of short stories that i have documented as i slouch through each and every day. looking back on these words now nearly makes me cringe; i've realized that i have wasted too much of me, too many of my words on people who don't deserve them. i have also realized that i should not and will no longer claim victory, as time has proven that once the exit of one labyrinth appears, the entrance to another is just around the corner. i often find myself at war with my need to pick up a pen, the voices in my head that demand i give up, and my desperate attempts to grasp onto someone who i believe can save me. yet i still find myself writing. for what or who, i doubt i'll ever know, but this is all i have.

THIS IS NOT MY STORY I'm just posting it on here because it can be bothersome to find on archive of our own. So here is the famous forest fic. enjoy

❝You couldn't love me if you tried.❞ © 2015 DontMove_Honey OH NO THIS WHOLE STORY IS A BIG TRIGGER AND I'M SORRY BUT IT HAD TO BE DONE SO PLEASE USE CAUTION BEFORE CONTINUING BECAUSE I FORGOT TO SAY THIS BEFORE I LOVE YOU BYE hey, this story is also on tumblr! taketheworldaway.tumblr.com/goodenough

[SEQUEL TO 'FIFTEEN'] in which two people find out what it truly means to feel nothing at all. © calbain || lowercase intended

addicted to drugs, a virgin to love.

in which the number fifteen could very possibly save a poor boy's life. © calbain || lowercase intended.

Where a naive girl with lots of baggage and a rockstar that can't seem to think of anyone but himself fall in love over the span of 24 hours

Calum can't eat and Katy can't stop.

"You have a problem with falling, don't you?" "You have no idea." Cover by LilacLucas