Calum can't eat and Katy can't stop.

she saw all colors of the world and it was with him. lowercase intended short story [2015] [edited 2018]

welcome to block f, a place where you can make a hole in your wall just by punching it. cover by @misfit_logan

"You can call me daddy." "You cannot be fucking serious." __________ "This is a weird part of the internet, I don't like this place." - Michael Clifford, 2020.

"What do you want?" "Nudes." The story of how one picture wrecked a marriage, ruined a career, broke a family, hurt a boy and killed a girl.

"If you really think I'm revolting or a complete asshole, then why don't you quit? Huh? C'mon tell me, Princess," Calum questioned, towering over me with a smirk that was constantly toying at his lips. I knew I would regret my answer later. But in that moment, with Calum's specific scent of mint and an undertone of cigarettes filling my nose, I spoke whatever I wanted. Maybe it was the smell that clouded my thoughts and keeping me from using a filter with my thoughts. "I can't quit because you make me feel some sort of way. I don't know what this stupid feeling is. All I know for certain is that I'm not going anywhere until I figure out what the hell this emotion is."

he was a goner from the beginning. © 2016 | nvrmiind [this is a short story]