moon sobs
cry with mama moon
poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry
» she was the one thing that i loved as much as i despised. potential trigger warnings for a toxic relationship and alluded suicide
"How can she like him?" Is the question Anya is always hearing once she starts to take interest in Elijah, a boy that only builds coffins. But there is more than coffin making to Eli. (Not a death obsessed story!)
Rory Wade is terrified of what happens to her when she sleeps. One morning, she wakes up to find bruises and scars covering every inch of her body. She doesn't know what's happening, but suspects it has something to do with her father's disappearance, which happened at the same time she started developing her sleepwal...
a story about them; through a series of texts. "you don't need to meet someone in real life to meet the real them" 「 copyright @simrankdhaliwal highest rank - first in short story lowercase intended for stylistic purposes 」
l a u n d r y : /ˈlɔːndri/ noun / the act of masturbation and/or having sex. [urban dictionary] little snippets of conversation between adrian macintyre: a spoiled boy who doesn't know the difference between detergent and bleach; and ira dewan: a free spirited girl who is a little too obsessed with matching socks to...
Book 3 (Can be read as a standalone) ❝ Never had the world seen two people as different.❞ But they fell in love anyway. #5 in Short Story Beautiful cover by xFakingaSmilex
Book 2 (Can be read as a standalone) ❝ He was the mint to her choco chip.❞ She was in love with life, and he was in love with her. #15 in short story. Cover by xFakingaSmilex
Book 1 ❝ She was sweet like cookies, he was smooth like cream.❞ In which two best friends break apart but slowly find their way back home. #8 in short story Cover by xFakingaSmilex
two strangers. two eccentric personalities. two large, lonely hearts. and one anonymous chatroom. | completed 2k14 | | cover by @obsessions- |
"You're on the naughty list." He says jokingly and I roll my eyes. "Really?" "Yeah but not on Santa's." He says his turquoise eyes brighter than city lights. I drop the dish cloth and look up at him with my hands at my hips. "Then who's?" "Mine." ~*~ Clarity Evers. Hates the cold and doesn't know ho...
Oh people, how you don't know what could happen inside an elevator. #69 in short story 3/31/16. Please give this book a chonce! (See what I did there?)
there are stories. good girl, bad boy; you know them. there are more stories: bad girl, and good boy. but, what exactly, is a bad girl? - based upon thelovesociety's series, the people of society
❝We all are addicted to something that ruins us.❞ Just some powerful quotes that I found and compiled them into a book. Highest rank; #1 in Poetry (straight #1 from March 16, 2016 - April 18, 2016)
Some things stay as they are, but others? They fall apart. And once upon a time, Stephanie Olsen and Tyler Scott were the best of friends. Once inseparable, now drifting apart. The more they grew separate, the more Stephanie's feelings for him increased and she wished she could tell him. But couldn't. As she watched...
If Tyler Scott knows something in life is that you only give proper worth to something when you finally lose it. Or as Passenger sings, he only needed the light when it was burning low. He only missed the sun when it started to snow. He only knew he had been high when he was feeling low. He only hated the road whe...
And then I heard the boring ringtone again. She was no longer on the other side of the line. Pearl swore. I want Pearl. #129 in short story
«I love telling you what I feel without you listening to me» This story is originally written by @booksforevah (its Spanish writer) I'm her official translator and I'm translating her story to English because she's my internet best friend and I loved her story. Cover credits to my other internet best friend @harrytak...
I had become heartless. Detached from all emotions. Living life like an unfinished puzzle, a small part of me missing. Lost. Never to be found again. And then she came along with all her smiles and laughter and cheerfulness. She helped fix me up. Slowly, but surely, I found my way back. And she taught me to live again...
You are the reason I have ink stains on my fingertips. art by yuschav arly
Read the full-length story on FicFun (link in bio)! In which an enigmatic freshman speaks through a shared bathroom door to his mysterious troubled neighbour. (Conversations SPIN-OFF)
bal-co-nee-al ; of or referring to a balcony \\ in which a cynical girl and a disastrously (self-characterized) aromantic psychology student have daily discussions between neighbouring balconies \\ #1 in short story june & july 2k15 \\ book 1