in which two troubled young adults talk about how much their lives suck whilst smoking cigarettes and waiting for the public bus to arrive.

# 101: throw a frisbee at her face. [disclaimer: as of now, this story does not include lgbt characters, i only put the tag on this story so wattpad can donate another dollar to a good cause (idk if that is allowed but...)]

"why are you afraid of kissing me?" "i'm not afraid, but you should be." atlantis carter has kissed three boys in her seventeen years of life, and all three boys died within six days of the kiss #59 fanfiction

❝ he watched her from the balcony, eyes lit up with the promise of the night, she didn't see him however, but that didn't matter; all that mattered was how luke felt for her ❞ © ocaenics (was @ trashlouis) || 2014. all rights reserved