he was addicted to it he was killing himself though with every puff the poison set him free. she was a fake good on the outside but broken on the inside she was addicted to him even though he was bad he set her free © 2015 #64 in short story

fake it till you make it, as they say. ✓ a short story

for the guy i see every so often but i'm too shy to talk to

in which two music tastes meet

a natural hierarchy

falling in love is a disease that will leave this book unfinished until the day i die

haut monde /əʊ ˈmɒ̃d/ noun a fashionable society. "the haut monde's artificial hypocrisy" because sometimes even the people at the top of society don't have it all. *this book sucks I wrote it when I was like 13 be prepared to experience plot holes, bad characterisation and horrific grammar*

"And when I put on your letterman jacket, I still think about you." When Thea Simmons is tasked with writing an article about basketball hero Faust Carter, the story long buried in rivalry unravels, secrets that should've been hidden are revealed, and a simple letterman jacket turns to be a painful memory. And eighty days is all the time it takes. [cover by @cadetcarswell]

12 Thursdays, 1 bitchy Walmart worker, and 1 bubblegum boy. [Short Story #25 // Humor #153] // don't read this, iT SUCKS ASS //

Rhysand, I love being married to you. Love, Your amazing wife.