dreaming
"I guess, all I really wanted was a way to forget. To spend hours with a blank mind because everywhere I went, I felt haunted. And for a while, he made it all better. But then, he made it worse."
"I guess, all I really wanted was a way to forget. To spend hours with a blank mind because everywhere I went, I felt haunted. And for a while, he made it all better. But then, he made it worse."
[You can now purchase 100 Voicemails' paperback on Amazon!] After a car accident, seventeen year old Steve Carlton, goes into a coma. When he does wake up after a few months, he suffers from temporary memory loss. During this time, he starts to go through his messages and voicemails on his cellphone, trying to get a...
❝He made me feel good... Around him, I wasn't invisible anymore.❞ ** shoutout to @grammatically for the beautiful cover <3 ** warning: sporadic updates
He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn'...
(alternatively called: slow burn, second-hand embarrassment, and shenanigans) A girl made up of short fuses, clumsy feet and copious amounts of sarcasm has to team up with her irritatingly obnoxious neighbour in the name of love (also known as raging teenage hormones). Because in the grand scheme of things, what's a l...