PREVIOUSLY STOP WRITING POEMS IN YOUR HEAD An anthology of poems, most of which were written when I should have been sleeping I don't agree that calling me a survivor accurately speaks for how much of me died that day -untitled *possible trigger warning*
~12:03 am~ To: "sex god" Mikey i wish we could meet. ~12:07 am~ From: "sex god" Mikey one day, we will. Sequel: Connected
They loved her and she loved them. But it wasn't at all that simple.
in which a boy and a girl meet in the hospital, where they feel farthest from home. but they soon find home in each other.
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
