❝In which a celebrity dials a random number in hope of finding one last thing to make him smile before he commits suicide at the end of the month.❞ "I'm going to commit suicide in one months time." "I think you have the wrong number." "It can't be the wrong number Princess. I picked a random number from the catalog." "Why on earth would you do that?" "Because you, sweetheart, are now my own personal suicide helpline. Your job is to make the last month of my life worth living." ______________________

social media series "by the way, are you wearing cherry chapstick?" #169 in stanley uris, jan.5th 2019 (okay can we appreciate that this book is #666 at this moment like i am the spawn of satan)

Who knew it was possible for Richie Tozier to have a crush? Who knew it was possible for someone to like Richie Tozier? Well, there was finally that special person. You're both awkward, have a strange sense of humor, make shitty jokes, and are afraid of clowns. This story contains angst, spoilers, fluff, and a LOT of action. (Also foul language.)