Gerard Way is a virgin. A pathetic, gay, red-haired little virgin. But he was okay with that. People in school avoided him, hell, they didn't even know who he was, and that was how it was. Until a good 'friend' of Gerard's started a rumor. A rumor that was bound to destroy everything Gerard had come to know, and even...
"They used to be gold but they've faded to grey. I told you nothing gold can stay." "He is a broken piece of glass like me. We're shiny before but now where just dull and broken.We need another to let the shine come trough. But, we're all mirrors just waiting to become dull and shattered. I think he feels that way t...
(Book 2) Community connotes safety, togetherness. But does it? When Bailey and Chloe head back on the road, they come across strange markings belonging to a group intent on bloodshed and abduction. With a heinous enemy lurking in the shadows, they find help in new and old friends along the way. Together when they fin...
COMPLETE: First I will state this is a sequel to Summer Camp (I'm sure you already know since that is the title). I know it's been four months, or something stupid like that, but it's time! WRITTEN 2014. (I have since gone through and attempted to improve on this).
Dan is forced into going to a summer camp in the country side of Britain, his mother feels Dan is irresponsible, and would only be getting drunk and fucking about if he stayed at home. WRITTEN 2013. (I have since, gone through and attempted to improve on it).
"all i'm sure of is i love you like the constellations love the sky and the plants love the sun. your voice was the soundtrack of my summer. your eyes shine brighter than the lightning that strikes the ground in the spring. you're completely unlike any other. you're my thunder." warning: this is possibly the cringiest...
"Hello." He hissed out of the corner of the dark room, I dared to call mine. He sounded distant, but I still cowered to direct my attention towards him. I soon felt cold air on the back of my neck, forcing me to turn around. His eyes were red like flames, clothes disheveled and torn. Even though his soul appeared dark...
an·ar·chy ˈanərkē/ noun a state of disorder due to absence or nonrecognition of authority. Chandler Riggs ____ @chairhandlerr; 2016 ©
