After committing an act that nearly resulted in the death of our dear Stanley Uris, Richie has been released from the juvenile detention centre; all he wishes for now is to patch things up with his old friend, Eddie, and to hopefully get his life back to where it was. TW // Suicide, self harm, drug use
"She folded up her fears like paper planes and let them fly into the wind, never to return again" A collection of poems, messages, and short stories written by me :)
Anne was always different. There always was just something about her that wasn't the same as everybody else. She never fit in. She always blamed it on the possibility that her personality just didn't quite click with everyone else's, but she soon realizes it's so much more than that. However, the main thing about her...