"you're not punk rock." "i'm pretty sure i am." || © dimple-ashton all rights reserved ranked #250 in fanfiction 7/24/15 ranked #501 in fanfiction 7/24/15 ranked #858 in fanfiction 7/25/15 **i apologize that this story is a mess, i wrote it when i was 13. please be kind :) writing is a learning processs
❝In which two classmates exchange notes in the school bus.❞ all rights reserved. copyright © 2014 | Eva
in which the number fifteen could very possibly save a poor boy's life. © calbain || lowercase intended.
Luna Webbs has never been certain about anything in her life. Everyone knows her as the girl who can't decide anything. A very permanent decision is about to happen and she's not too sure about that either. It doesn't get any easier when a boy who changed everything comes crashing back into her life. Crashing is a...
" I love you. and I can't explain how much I do. you can get though this. we can get through this." he says, holding my hand. " I'll always be here." he finishes.
"I was strong," she whispered, "but you made me weak." © evoluktion, all rights reserved.
"I sat there for three hours and did not feel the time or the boredom of our talk and its foolish disconnection. As long as I could hear his voice, I was quite lost, quite blind, quite outside my own self." - Anais Nin Copyright © purfects 2014
