"It causes your immune system to turn against you," I explained gently. The color terrifyingly drained from his face as he stared at his knuckles. "I have a spot," he whispered, his voice scraping like glass. "Right here." He let out a strangled noise as the stadium footage buffered. "Riley!" he shrieked, covering his burning face while peering through his fingers at his future self. "Those pants leave absolutely nothing to the imagination!" He went so unnaturally still I thought his heart had stopped beating. His charcoal-stained fingers curled into tight fists. "Fifty," he whispered, scanning the fatal summary on the glowing screen. "I am... I am gone at fifty." What if the only way to save your future was to completely abandon your past? In 1982, Michael Jackson is suffocating. Trapped behind his family's compound gates and drowning under industry pressure, the rising star just wants a life of peace and normalcy. The universe answers-violently ripping him from his timeline and dropping him onto the bedroom rug of Riley, a freelance graphic designer in the year 2025. Stranded forty-three years in the future, Michael must face a world that already knows his tragic history. But Riley fiercely refuses to let that history repeat. She offers him the anonymous, ordinary life he always craved, rebuilding his shattered confidence brick by brick and teaching him the radical concept of self-love. More importantly, she arms him with the ultimate weapon: the brutal truth. She gives him the exact names of the snakes hiding in his 1982 backyard, the upcoming betrayals, and the devastating tragedies he is destined to face. When the universe inevitably pulls him back, Michael is no longer the timid pop star terrified of his shadow. He is a king preparing to claim his throne, knowing exactly how to rewrite music history and what it takes to survive. But armed with the future, changing his fate might cost him the one person who taught him how to live.

we were both young when i first saw you. social media / real life jordan connor celestialpetsch 2019

"calm your tits!" - cole sprouse x o.c. social media mature - strong language completed ✓ 2017-2017 ( the writing of this story was from 2017. that means it is somewhat HORRIFIC. i warn and apologize now )

❝ LexaViolet: I just want Tom Holland to dance on me like he did that umbrella during his lip sync battle. ↳ TomHolland1996 Retweeted LexaViolet's tweet ❞ ✾ [Social Media & Real Life] [Incomplete] [Unedited] [©-Sarcastic_Central] - [Highest Ranking] #1 Spidermanhomecoming (10/19/18)

in which a girl pranks a fake number and it turns out to be a real one. [SOCIAL MEDIA] cover style by @-voidallison

sequel to, 'my my my' i got the good side of you, sent it out into the blue. the people danced, to the sound of your heart the world sang along to it falling apart. did either of them actually get the good side? tchalamet: i miss u i miss u i rly wanna kiss u but i cant | natbrooks: tchalamet six seven eight triple nine eight two one two one started: 13/03/2018 finished: DISCONTINUED

typical college story, in which a girl agrees on finally spending some time with her roommate's brother. // basorexia; a strong craving or hunger for kissing.

Making my way back to you.