Everyone in the world has matching numbers to find their soulmate.

“Love is a psychological and physiological phenomenon, made of synapses and hormones, endorphins and dopamine receptors, pheromones, experiences, commonalities, mutual attraction. Not the muscle of the heart. Inexact metaphor. Designed for poetry, not accuracy.” First person, present tense story told from Sherlock's point of view. Written in early 2011, prior to series 2.

A Johnlock fanfic in which John and Sherlock are unsure of each other and their own feelings. Will something happen to make them change their minds?

The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )

I'm sorry if this story is bothering you. But if it is, it's clearly not meant for you. "What's depression like?" A friend once asked. I didn't know what to say. Because when people ask you things like "What's wrong" and "How are you?" and "Can I help you?" I never know what to say. I end up lying. I end up answering "nothing" and "Fine" and "No". Though what I really want to answer is "Everything" and "I'm not okay" and "Yes, please". What depression is like? Writing what it's like is easier than telling what it's like. Only a few will totally understand what it's like. And for those people I wrote this.

These are just some of my thoughts on a daily basis. I usually update every day, or when I break down. Currently going through Depression, and suffer from Social Anxiety. This book is meant to help me cope with my emotions, and I've been showing progress. *All names mentioned in my chapters are modified*

Aria Montgomery's life turns upside down when she finds out that the guy she met at a bar and took instant liking in,is also her English high school teacher. Is their connection enough to overthrow that factor and make her the word's best pretty little liar?