Haphephobia is a rare but often devastating phobia. It's the fear of being touched. Imagine the second someone touches you without warning you immediately cringe and vigorously rub that area until you can no longer feel it. You just want to roll into a ball and cry. People see you as a psychopath, a freak because you are different. What they don't know is why you have this fear. How it had come on. That was something no one knew, you just wanted to forget. It's not easy and it never has been. How can someone fight a fear they've had for twenty years? You simply can't. Do not read if you're sensitive to the topics of abuse, rape, death, or self harm.

lil diary entries because I want to

[Season 5] In small towns, everyone knows everyone. But do they really? Dakota Bailey had everything she could have ever asked for. Just like a snap of the fingers, she lost it all, piece by piece. She can't report what happened to the cops; it's way too dangerous for anyone to know the truth. With nothing to go back to, Dakota finds herself alone. When she runs into a friend from the past, her life gets a lot more complicated. [ranked #194 in Fanfiction on 2/2/17]

"it's greycen." sam winchester simply said, because he always knew.

this book is still here purely bc i like the attention/under revision as of october 1st, 2023, hopefully to be finished by july 2024 " I loathe you!" Anger and betrayal were shining in her eyes. John snatched the paper towel roll out of her hand and smacked her shoulder as well. "I loathe you!" This left an even angrier, more flustered look on (Y/n)'s face. She sputtered out her next words. "Well, I loathed you first." That was her desperate attempt at getting the last word in. And luckily for her, she did, because instead of saying anything, John grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her passionately. ○ some irls found this, I'll no longer be publishing Formerly #1 in johnmulaney