anon ☤ irwin
all he wanted was for her to live. © starboyhes, 2017. lowercase intended. [ RANKED: Short Story #434, Short Story #426 ]
all he wanted was for her to live. © starboyhes, 2017. lowercase intended. [ RANKED: Short Story #434, Short Story #426 ]
"So what's your name, miss America?" He asked leaning his side against the chair, propping himself up with his arm. Oh god, his arm; tanned and toned. It took me a second to get it out. I'm sure he could feel how uncomfortable I was and I could tell he thought it was hilarious by the look of his crooked smile. "Um...
Imagine this. The world has gone to hell and all man-kind are left undead, roaming about for those who survived. You have remained unscathed with more than enough food and weapons. But that all turns upside down when four boys suddenly march into your life, leaving you to die. © han 2014 [partially based off the movie...
Every night, a boy and a girl meet at 3am to speak of their dreams and nightmares. © starboyhes, 2017.
"What do you want?" I glared at the blonde boy. "To see if you're okay" He mumbled, looking straight into my eyes. They were full of sorrow and guilt, Like he was actually sad he stopped. It made me even more angry. He broke our promise. "I'm fine. Now stop following me!" I growled. ------> Ever since Grace Jones was...
"I still love her. I've always loved her," "You don't know what you love anymore," Sequel to Let me be the one to save you © 2014 by tacoash. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.