Michael, an obsessed junior, asks the most popular girl in school to go to prom with him. But on the night before prom, plans go awry, friendships end and secret expose. What might be revealed and about whom?

❝like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.❞

There in those city lights, there was no her and there was no him. There was just everything and nothing and the spaces in between, like flickering lights against a never-ending, black sky. There in those city lights, there was no love and there was no hate. There was just listening and talking and understanding every single thing, like the 'ready, stop, go' of car-chasers and dream-makers. There in those city lights, there was no sadness and there was no happiness. There was just candid smiles and wasted tears and bottom lips chewed off, like the overflowing boulevard of things unseen. There in those city lights, there was no lady and there was no man. There was just a boy and a girl, who promised to fall in love, not with each other, but in those city lights. [a blind collaboration by @hepburnettes & @cityscape]

lie with me under the dirt in this grave.

Here we go again, sticking our heads in the sand.

"they told us that we needed therapy, as if medication and tainted words could fix broken toys."

A collection of letters written by seventeen year old daughter, sister, friend and cancer fighter, Georgia Watson. [this story has been discontinued]

It's okay to miss home sometimes.

“Sweetheart, my last boyfriend was a homicidal lizard, so I think I can handle a werewolf.” - Lydia Martin Even the strongest of people have there moments of weakness. *Because everyone knows [and yeah i'm talking to you Lydia/Isaac shippers] Lydia Martin and Stiles Stilinski need to just get together already.

"Sometimes unexpected things happen for unexpected reasons" she whispers to me. The bags under her eyes are terribly heavy and I just want to kiss them away. I want my thin lips to meet every single spot on her pale skin. For once its not lust, just this once, I'm sure its love. In my head I think, "you are the best unexpected thing that's ever crashed into my whirlwind life" but the words don't quite reach my parting lips.