Broken Promises. Faded Memories. Echoes. They're all I have left now.

It started with two boys and a mental ward. A blue eyed boy who couldn't sleep and saw things that didn't exist, and a brown eyed boy who heard voices in his head and had suicidal tendencies.

Beating hearts. Sliced skin. Shallow breaths and a feeling of love. That was what we were. "You had a heart made of glass and eyes that only saw stars. You were a canvas soaked in color. Vivid memories and passion saturated your bones. You made me feel."

just when the catipillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly × sequel to 'transgender' {HIGHEST RANKING #3}

my name is dan, not danielle × somewhat based off of the short film boy (HIGHEST RANKING: #2 in fanfiction)