One day she woke up...as a boy.

It took her only seconds to know that everything she once felt for him had changed. - all rights reserved. copyright © 2014 | brenna

we tried to fix each other. it didn't go as planned. (sequel to rory) © LillyYMN. all rights reserved.

"this is a lot less cliché than i intended," "i know, but i don't do cliché." © LillyYMN. all rights reserved.

❝We're going to pretend as if we fit in here. We're going to fit in, act insane and not let anything ruin who we are.❞ [on very long hold]

❝There are some things I've always wanted to tell you, but never had the courage to.❞ short story #90 || fan-fiction #248 [4.20.14]

dont read this, read the other ghost that @torntee has posted at http://www.wattpad.com/84051222-ghost-c-hood?d=ud (cover by @90shalsey)

"they told us that we needed therapy, as if medication and tainted words could fix broken toys."

Quinn scribbles tainted emotions across thin layers of white paper. But to who? To someone who blinks once, sees her, and blinks again-just to make her disappear. To someone who sees her as a symbol of the ocean. To someone who thinks the ocean is disgusting and hideous, filled with trash and pathetic wandering fishes. To someone who believes that Quinn needs to be a size zero to be labeled as 'beautiful.' If she isn't, why in the world will anyone care to love her? She's disgusting. Worthless. An enormous sailboat that makes the world sink. But how long will it take until she sinks herself?

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