Isabellapeschardt Stories

Mortal body; timeless souls. Cross your fingers. Here we go.

STRANGE LOVE . . . Loving someone's strange. Especially when you meet them online. In which Clara Schmidt, a young and struggling woman from Chicago, meets cow obsessed actor, Matthew Daddario. MATTHEW DADDARIO: SOCIAL MEDIA

"I guess you could say I have a hunch, but if I'm right...your family is in some real deep shit." That's all Ransom had to say for the rest of the time we ran. Was this some kind of paper town that hadn't actually existed on a map or on Google earth? I looked at Ransom. He seemed to know exactly where we were going. Which was the case for the whole time. Should I be more concerned? "What is this place?" I finally asked after swallowing a small gasp of fear and nausea. "Its like a...territory...I guess" "Well, its a pretty shitty territory, if I do say so myself. Whoever lives here (if anyone at all) should REALLY invest I at least some Febreeze. It smells like a domestic cat was frozen, thawed out, and disected along with the rest of his furry cat buddies." Ransom slowly turned his head, a wild expression across his face. After a moment of silence I shrugged and said "Don't ask."

high school lovers.

I've spent 25 years wondering when the pain would subside, my heart went around the hands of many men, but when it reached yours, it didn't wanna leave. Neither do I. - a diggy simmons fanfic - - copyright 2015 - all rights reserved