A collection of EXCERPTS. [poetry, quotes, and otherwise]. Your place to come when you feel lonely, because you're not alone when you feel this way. "We cling to music, to poems, to quotes, to writing, to art because we desperately do not want to be alone. We want to know we aren't going insane and someone else out there knows exactly how you're feeling. We want someone to explain the things we can't." IMPORTANT: Read 'not an update; read please' beforehand. Note: parts more towards the end are fairly better than the beginning, just a fair warning. **TRIGGER WARNING** [Highest ranking: #1 in Poetry]

He was the teacher... He was the class bad boy... He was Irresistible. Zayn Malik was known throughout Greater Bradford High School as the bad boy. When he’s in lessons, he barely listens, talks back to teachers and his quick temper lands him in many quarrels, with both teachers and students. Harry Styles is a young teacher. He is wracked with nerves as he starts his first day of teaching at Bradford. He was prepared to handle all kinds of students, but he wasn’t prepared for this… [Contains triggers]

Isabella Maxwell: a girl that craved adventure. Harry Styles: a guy that fights to give her one. Harry Styles AU // This story has absolutely nothing to do with Harry Styles. His physical traits are used but nothing more. This is fiction. // Includes mature scenes without warning. All Rights Reserved © jhildey 2014 *NOT TRANSLATING* This is fiction. The thoughts and feelings of a character does not represent my own. Please remember that.

"Don't let the shadows of yesterday spoil the sunshine of tomorrow." He said. "Easier said than done." She replied. Her life was etched with venom. Never had she experienced the real warmth of love. Pain surged through her life so much that she almost wanted to make it elusive and give no one a portal to it. She didn't want to make herself seem vulnerable so she relinquished her feelings in a way such that it was hard to be retrieved, ever. Her life was a tunnel so dark, for there was no light. But what happens when the shadow of a girl is forced to colour, a bright and happy place where not all know what pain is. Can a true and genuine love give her a thin string to grasp and be able to get out of the hell hole? But most importantly, is it colorful enough for her to focus in it? Unravel the mystery which is Thalia Edwards and feel the real pain,  not of losing but being the cause of someone's loss.

"oh really so what are you then? miss piano slash cello girl?" "the angel from your nightmares." "is that so?" "indeed." ~~~~ scarlett dawson- isla fisher calum hood- calum hood

Jemma Oulette thought committing suicide was the solution. But all it did was create an even bigger problem. After being saved from jumping to her death, Jemma finds herself in the house of the person who saved her, Luke Hemmings. But he's not who he seems to be. Luke is something more than human and Jemma is the only person able to control him. copyright © 2013 kwrites

Just another entirely cliche Cinderella story.

"Things fall apart so that other things can fall together" Everything was great . Three childhood peers , inseparable and yadda yadda yadda . But then feelings aroused and broke their little infinity. Can two boys and a girl be "just friends" forever ? What about feelings ? Falling Apart By Jen and Stella (2015) All rights reserved.

"I'm Luke." "I know." "I'm Brooke," she smiled. I looked at her as if she was the best thing in the world. "I know," I smiled back. © 2014, vanillacid || All Rights Reserved. cover by me highest ranking: #36 in fanfiction