nail polish // c.h.
everyone said that nails were painted to suit someone's mood. but her nails were always painted black. {{book 4}}
everyone said that nails were painted to suit someone's mood. but her nails were always painted black. {{book 4}}
sometimes the scars were there, sometimes they weren't. it all depended on the concealer. {{book 3}}
she'd disappear with strange men and return an hour later, her lipstick smeared and eyes damp with tears. {{book 2}}
catfish : someone who pretends to be someone they're not on the internet • all images/gifs are from tumblr, they are NOT mine unless i say so!!!! • you can check out some translations in my "catfish translations" reading list :-) • (highest rank: #1 in fanfiction) (@emcartwright took the picture I used as the cover so...
Who knew that a single mistake would lead to many things. Things that made her thankful for answering the unknown caller. [editing bc cringy af, u can add to library tho, it'll be good]
she'd glide on her mascara, using her hair to cover up the badly masked bruise on her face. {{book 1}}
in which a suicidal girl who frequently changes nail colors exchanges notes with the lonely blonde boy from her biology class. © -moonlits 2014
Where a naive girl with lots of baggage and a rockstar that can't seem to think of anyone but himself fall in love over the span of 24 hours
I thought that love was staying up all night with him drinking shitty black coffee and talking about what we were going to do once we had the money. Love was wishing he wouldn't come back to our shitty apartment, at least for one more night. Love was eating microwave meals in front of the tiny television, and it being...
Bored kids in a boring town, that's all they thought there was. - part 2 of the 12 months series cover made by @-tides
How I fell for you, In 48 hours. All rights reserved to CallMeDoll Copyright 2014 © (This idea is mine, if you have one similar im sorry, i was unaware) highest ranking #226 in short story
"The last person she expected to see standing on the other side of that door was Michael Clifford."
in which a boy and a girl of complete unfamiliarity make faces at each other from opposite sides of the room
I write about these four Australian dorks a little too much. These imagines were originally posted on my Tumblr account [5secondsofimagines.tumblr.com] until some lovely followers suggested the wonderful idea of sharing the stories on Wattpad as well. Thank you for taking the time out to read my stuff and I hope you...