"how much do you know?" "too much for both of our likings." || © dimple-ashton all rights reserved

because there's always an "end" to every single game of pretend. ps. written in wannabe aesthetic style.

❝You chased me for a long time, so I figured it was time for me to chase you.❞ copyright © paradisin || 2014

She sings when she's home alone; he asks her to keep it down. {highest ranking: #2 fanfiction} © 2015 by dimplefeels

"Calum, why is everyone in this town so afraid of you?" [this isn't scary i promise]