But is he really Harry Styles? | © 2014 all rights reserved | teenlord | Fanfiction #53 Humor #57

in which a girl and a boy both feel like the puzzle piece that doesn't belong. "but they're all so-they're great, you know? girls all love them and i'm just me. i'm the thumb." "but a hand doesn't function without a thumb, z, remember that." or in other words, a collection of conversations between two lifelong best friends at half-three in the morning. (based off the song "half a heart") - all rights reserved 2014 © cathartics - january 27th: fanfiction #378, poetry #85

In Oxford, England where you find plenty of tea, danishes, and fancy dresswear. But for a young girl named Elizabeth Cooper, Oxford has something more in store for her. © cierra c.

"You're just a girl, not even a pretty one. You were just something to fill my spare time, nothing more. And these? Well they're just notes."

she loved trees; he cut them down.

it was strange, someone as loved as the sun only had the moon to comfort her at night

The crinkles by the eyes. The dimple by the smile. When you're drawing somebody, you begin to notice every little detail about them. But do you begin to love them little details, or do you prefer the bigger picture? ©2013 CanIHazzaCookie

'she quit on him and he cried to wolf too many times.' DISCLAIMER: please do not romanticize mental illnesses.

[short story: ✔] ❝sometimes i wish you were awake when i do this❞ every night he'd put her to bed and kiss her lips, just wondering how it would feel if she returned them. | lowercase intended | ©2014 TypicalFangirlx all rights reserved cover by: vanja p.s. i wrote this a while back and i'm aware that it's a tad creepy #sorry

“take these sunken eyes and learn to see.”