"i don't think people understand how stressful is it to explain what's going on in your head when you don't even understand it yourself." * * * this amazing cover by @boolilx <3

There are two kinds of pain. One that happens cause of knives and force. One cause of words. And they're both PAINFUL. . : : . All rights reserved. ©pennyxpen

❝perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.❞ We are all imperfect because we're human. It's just who we are- flawed. We can't ever be perfect, no matter how much we try. I accept the imperfection dare. (a collection of short stories) [march 15th, 2014- 2016} © phoebe h. 2014 (cover by kosmicki)

To Dylan: i just miss you. - A series of texts in which she experiences depression in the most vicarious way possible, and love is just the tune playing lowly in the background. - [Trigger Warnings for: Depression, Thoughts of Suicide, Self-Harm] [Dylan is a boy, and Anabelle is a girl, to clear things up]

hear me out, stay alive

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION Seven letters, seven confessions, seven clues. Elliot Parker has what he needs to find out who killed his best friend... But is he hunting down the killer? Or is the killer hunting him? ***** When Colton Crest returns, unharmed, to his small town after mysteriously disappearing for two months, his best friend Elliot Parker breathes a sigh of relief. But days later, on the night before graduation, Elliot finds Colton in the lake. Dead. And on the day of his funeral, Elliot finds a letter in his jacket pocket with four words that send him spiralling: I killed Colton Crest. There are six more letters to find, six more confessions about Colton, six more clues to uncover why he was murdered. Elliot has no choice but to play this sick scavenger hunt, and with each new revelation, he begins to question whether he really knew Colton - or anyone else in that little town of dark secrets. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

[prequel to twenty six letters] ❝your words are the rope that keeps me alive❞ story in which a girl and a boy refuses to send their letters to each other in fear. [spiritual #58/ short story #200]

"i miss you." © 2016

He just sits there. On seat 31. Reading a book or listening to his music. He looks out of the window. Or looks at her. She just sits there. On seat 30. Reading a book or listening to her music. She looks out of the window. Or looks at him.

[completed] ❝your words are the blades that slit my wrists❞ story in which a dead girl sends 26 letters to the people who hurt her before. [spiritual #58 / short story #218]