At 00:00, Cinderella ran away from her prince, leaving a glass slipper on the marbled steps of the grand staircase. At 00:00, I ran away from him. Unlike Cinderella, I didn't leave a single thing behind. © sonderingly

An accurate journal of things I think and do and feel lol so basically just until I start writing again like for real art

In which an eighteen year old girl becomes infatuated with her best friend's father. WARNING: daddy kink, smut, & large age gap. #1 ranking in daddyashton.

Let me be your bait , Mr March.

It was not a secret that my best friend's dad is the definition of hot, but he is my best friend's dad, and I love her, but how do I tell her that I love her father too? Cover made by @wildestskies

My heart pounded as I rushed down the hall. My brother finally did it, he finally lost it. I heard shots fire in the cafeteria, I flinched. This isn’t happening, I told myself. I heard someone’s heavy breathing from behind a shelf that stuck out of the wall. “Come on ash we have to go!” I said clamping onto the blonde boy’s hand. I pulled him up and dragged him along. “ALEEAH!” A voice boomed. No, no, no, this isn’t happening. I turned to face my brother whose hand held a jet black gun, his arms raised, gun pointing at me, ready to fire. The gun sounded.