"You don't have to forgive me but I want you to know that I am fed up of letting self doubt get in the way and I would really like to give this friendship we had a second chance." Evan still said nothing and just when I thought he was just going to walk away he said softly, "Don't ever do that again. Don't ever walk away from me without so much as an explanation," ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Anastasia Milne has always been the fat girl but after meeting Evan Parker at a party her live takes a change for the better or is for the worst? Follow Anastasia on her journey of being a Plus Sized girl. [Cover credit for @seanarturo]

We're all just stories in the end.

one nerd, one stoner, and one slut. "this is how not to go to homecoming."

Genevieve can't tell if her soulmate is a transcendentalist author who died one hundred and fifty years ago, or the person who is leaving his books for her to find.

Mom said that Peter Pan was fake, she said that he was never real like the Easter bunny, Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, or even Sand Man. Growing up sucks, realizing that the little world that you once thought was true where everyone is happy and sadness is just a word. The reality hurts, growing up means leaving your little bubble of joy and putting on your big kid overalls. Except I was going to have a heck of a ride finding out that what everyone had told me that he was fake was a lie.

2000; Indiana Wiley and Carter Warren; five year olds. Very dedicated fans to the Beatles. Ice cream lovers with Big dreams. Sounds like normal children who lived normal childhoods, right? 2011; Indiana Wiley; sixteen years old. Depressed. Anorexic. Brokenhearted. Carter Warren; sixteen years old. Illegal alcoholic with unstable anger issues. There was a climax in their life, where everything they hoped for and dreamed of together collapsed because of one encounter with a drunkard. (Goal: A n t i - A l c o h o l A w a r e n e s s.) [cover by the amazing @luminouscities.]

when the thoughts invade your mind, grab a paper and a pen.

Two people. Same flight. Same city. Same airport. Same luggage. Same time. Strangers departing from the same city heading to the same destination connected by a thread neither one was even aware of. Just how small is their world? What are the odds?

letters from will thomas to maine wickan in hopes that maybe she would come back, or he would move on.

he leaned closer to me in the back of that rusty pickup truck, and smiled. "i love you" he said, gazing into my eyes. "don't lie to me." i said, leaning away from him. "i've never lied to you." "yes, yes you have. you told me i was pretty and i most definitely am not." ✽ she ate flowers because you are what you eat and she wanted to be beautiful