"It was a shame, really. What a fabulous sweatshirt, and it was already ruined." Marla Cooper is forgetful. She fails to recall everything from birthdays to the Pythagorean theorem-- and that includes checking her sweatshirt's pockets before she throws it in the washer. After the washers on her dorm floor explode, Marla finds herself relocating to the hole-in-the-wall laundromat, Sheets, for all her laundry needs. Turns out, so does a certain black-haired boy named Haruki Ozawa, the one person Marla couldn’t forget if she tried.

❝ à abattre les murs pour l'amour ❞ What happens when you fall in love with someone you can't understand- literally? Evelyn moves to Montréal having barely passed high school Latin. She expects English class to be a breeze at her French-speaking university, until she is assigned Honoré as a partner. She can't even pronounce his name, and pigs will fly when he remembers the proper conjugation of 'to be'. disclaimer: I've been to Montreal once and I don't speak much French so be patient with me.

They weren't supposed to meet. But life does that sometimes; it throws in a couple of new faces that bring you the utmost of joys in the most unlikeliest of places, and every now and then, you'll come across someone who changes you - someone who's genuine and wonderful and full of hope; someone who changes your perspective on the things that you had stored away in the cardboard box sitting in the dark corner of your closet, someone who opens up your eyes to new things; bright and beautiful things that you can't believe you hadn't seen before, someone who's iridescent. And once you meet them, nothing will ever compare.

Genevieve can't tell if her soulmate is a transcendentalist author who died one hundred and fifty years ago, or the person who is leaving his books for her to find.

dear stray eyelashes, ladybugs, dark tunnels, wishbones, dandelions, pennies, shooting stars, 11:11, and birthday candles, when will you do your job?

*** Highest Rank #13 in Adventure Dr. Alice Hatter makes perfect human beings out of household appliances and kitchen ingredients. She calls them her Perfections because to stay alive, they need to physically feed on insecurities and what better food product has a high source of Vitamin-I? Humans. On her journey to terminate the Perfections, she realizes someone else is creating her Perfections. Someone who was once her perfect being.

"don't you ever want to steal from life what it stole from you?" two grieving people desperately fill gaps with each other, and occasionally, with petty thefts. PLAYLIST: http://8tracks.com/laamiaa/a-a (working title)

❝You and me,❞ he whispered, ❝until the end of time.❞ // A chronicle of Junie Bennett's birthdays from the ages of ten to twenty one.

An elderly collector of second-hand books wrestles with his unusual ability to "read" the lives of his books' previous owners... and with one unique book he can't seem to read.

My love for you shall live forever, you, however did not. -Lemony Snicket Love brings pain. missing you series #1 Completed 9/11/15 Short Story #776 8/15/16