Plot/summary (kind of, not really): The heart remembers what the mind forgets is what they say, right? At least you hope so. Otherwise known as your very typical and very cliché amnesia fic (three-shot).

"You're really not as busy as you pretend to be." Short Story - Trigger Warning! Heavy theme of depression and suicide.

On the first day that Lauren starts working at Starbucks, she swears to herself that she will never write her number down on someone's coffee cup. // "What do you write about?" "Anything that interests me." "Like what?" "Things that people talk about in cafés. Cities. Winter weather. How the sun is going to die one day. Girls with pretty eyes. Wildlife documentaries. The middle of the universe. Being young." // Camren | AU | Three-Shot

"Stay," Camila whispers desperately, pressing her lips to Lauren's temple like she can somehow ease the pain that's blooming there, but she can't make the pain stop and no matter how hard she tries she can't make Lauren stay. Not my work. Converted from the original Larry fic by @phantasmcgoria on twitter and @tomlintokes on tumblr. All rights go to the original author.

Lauren has spent her whole life hunting down ghosts and sending them back behind the Veil. It's her duty. Camila doesn't exactly have a steady heartbeat and sometimes she finds herself drifting through the bathroom door. It's complicated. Cover made by @SLOTHTATO

Can you fall in love in 2 minutes and 10 seconds? (COMPLETED-for now)

"I'm sorry it had to be this way." (Check out the translated version of my story on @Black_Raven234 's profile)

A dance through time - past and present moments, and a look at the relationship of two girls, a trip to Barcelona, and promises made throughout their lives. -- "Well... It doesn't count that your touch lingers just a bit more on her waist when you're hugging her, right? And it's just simple friendship when you brush unruly strands of hair behind her ear and she blushes? Surely, it's platonic that you let your hands gently run over her back and her shoulder blades when she's asleep with you in bed? And, obviously, it's purely friendly behaviour when you pay for her tickets at the movies with a grin and a wave of your hand, and you spend more and more time alone with her, and for your free choice art assignment you painted her, and you stare at her for a bit too long to be just friends, and when people say the word 'home' your first thought isn't a place, but her (herherherherherher-she's everywhere)... You're doing okay, right?"

[COMPLETED]✓ I never forgot my first love. I just learnt to pretend everything was okay while I was breaking on the inside. I lost myself because the only person who was keeping me sane was gone. But when I finally moved on in my life, she came back. And I realized that she owned me all along. I was in love with her again but this time with millions of other consequences and struggles. • • • • Won the Best Drama Fanfiction in The Harmos 2017. Highest Ranked #24 in Art. ©MultiFandomsFreak2017

{ Wedding Camren au } Trips down memory lane are always rewarding. Sometimes, the present is even better than the past.