Jerk
an insight on the jerk's mind.
He just sits there. On seat 31. Reading a book or listening to his music. He looks out of the window. Or looks at her. She just sits there. On seat 30. Reading a book or listening to her music. She looks out of the window. Or looks at him.
This is no love story whatsoever this is a story of a man's obsession of a woman and her survival after one night he finally goes through with his plan of kidnapping her and taking her away from her world so they can create one of their own.
Short story: Something I had to write for a class which is why it's really really short. I don't have much of a description because it's just so short but here goes: A man has been watching his dream girl. The one he believes to be his soul mate. They are meant to be together and she's dating someone else? Who wouldn'...
do you ever wonder what it would feel like to sink deep in the ocean and fade into trillions of stars ( miscellaneous poetry and prose ) © xnycophiliax [ two-thousand-&-fourteen ] lower case intended ( disclaimer ; i do not own the cover art - credit to whoever drew it )
» she was the one thing that i loved as much as i despised. potential trigger warnings for a toxic relationship and alluded suicide
*This is actually rated PG. If anyone figures out how to change that, I need to.* This is the tale of Persephne's time with Hades recounted from her point of view back to him. Hate, love, sorrow, and four small seeds weave together into a romantic novel of a young girl just learning to fall in love.
Money and greed, that's what our society is based off of today. This is what she was based off of. Then what she was based off of slowly disappeared, but was replaced by something else. Lucky her. ---- WARNING I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 11 AND UNSURE WHAT A PLOT LINE WAS.
We could call her Adelia, as long as we had extra bread in the house when she came in at night.
The first time Mel saw Dean was in an elective class called Madness in Literature. He had been sitting a few rows down in his green parka, writing furiously into his notebook. Something about him made her stop and stare, and it felt like she hasn't looked away since. But there is a reason why Dean seldom comes to cla...
COMPLETED - 6. 20. 2014 // ❝why did you call me gorgeous?❞ ❝because you are❞ © captivitea [two-thousand-&-fourteen] ((caution: I wrote this when I was like 12 so excuse my terrible writing, and I apologize in advance lol))
❝You chased me for a long time, so I figured it was time for me to chase you.❞ copyright © paradisin || 2014
To Dylan: i just miss you. - A series of texts in which she experiences depression in the most vicarious way possible, and love is just the tune playing lowly in the background. - [Trigger Warnings for: Depression, Thoughts of Suicide, Self-Harm] [Dylan is a boy, and Anabelle is a girl, to clear things up]
"She is that one extra school book you always buy but never use. She is that song you always skip on your favourite bands CD, there's always one. She is the clouds in the sky, so common they are dismissed. She is the dead flies on a logger trucks windshield. She is that one t shirt you brought that you wor...
"Give me ten days, and I can give you ten reasons not to die." Evan paused. "And if I can't change your mind by then, you can go jump off that cliff."
Jule gets in a relationship with harry Styles from the band One Direction. When he cheats on her from far away a fan tell Jule everything. Jule finds out and gets mad but sad at the same time. She moves away not wanted to deal with him anymore. She writes a letter to Harry telling him she moved away and to never cont...
dear stray eyelashes, ladybugs, dark tunnels, wishbones, dandelions, pennies, shooting stars, 11:11, and birthday candles, when will you do your job?
❝ sometimes you need to leave the people you love most because they're better off without you. ❞ // sequel to "letters to you." copyright, all rights reserved. [lowercase intended.]
❝ i miss the way your name tastes like forbidden toxins on my lips. ❞ copyright - all rights reserved