Melanie Martinez Songs
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Songs by Melanie Martinez!
Album(s)
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Dollhouse EP
Cry Baby
Songs
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Cry Baby
Dollhouse
Sippy Cup
Carousel
Alphabet Boy
Soap
Training Wheels
Pity Party
Tag You're It
Milk and Cookies
Pacify Her
Mrs. Potato Head
Mad Hatter
Play Date
Teddy Bear
Cake
Gingerbread Man
Dead To Me
Bittersweet Tragedy
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I'm CryBaby // Melanie Martinez And Magcon
Everyone thinks that were "perfect." Yeah right. "You're nothing but a spoiled brat that lives in a 'perfect dollhouse' and gets 'perfect things' and everything everyone wants." Wrong. I don't think you'd want to live with a mother that feeds you Soap. Or when she makes you drink out of a Sippy Cup? Or when you get stuck on a Carousel? Or throw a birthday party that no one showed up to and it turns into a Pity Party? It's a Bittersweet Tragedy isn't it? All the people that hate me are Dead To Me... Except my crush. Everyone has one right? Nobody understands me. You may think you do but you don't. That is, until you read my story... The story of CryBaby.Complete
Dollhouse
this is a story I wrote a while back based on what goes on in an abused child's home, the dollhouse as Melanie calls it. It's not cut into chapters, but does have stopping points. It's very emotional and depressing. Serious trigger warnings. So please, be careful. Take care of yourself + stay alive. :) + + + Dedicated to all of my friends from Manchester. Thank you for sticking with me through the tough times and dealing with me, even when I was a crybaby.Complete
My Protective Alpha Mate
"Karma..." He muttered. I looked over at him as he smiled to himself. "Is a bitch. And so are you!" I joked. Aiden glanced up at me and glared before he smashed a spoonful of ice cream onto my face, rubbing cheek to cheek, down to my chin then up to my forehead. I just sat there, paralyzed. "Try calling me that again." He joked back, leaning forward so our faces were a few inches apart. I huffed, grabbed a napkin to wipe my face off. Only to fake him out so it seemed I wasn't going to strike. But when he wasn't paying attention, I flung a spoonful of ice cream onto his face. It hit him on the nose and eye. I broke out laughing, moaning lightly as my ribs protested in pain. But it was too funny. Aiden took the ice cream in his mouth when it slid down to his lips. "Hmmm. Cookie dough." His eyes gleamed with lust and humor. "You look handsome with ice cream on your face!" I giggled, reaching over to clean it. He stayed still, obviously liking my actions as he purred again. Summer had a dream: To major in photography and travel around the world with her sister. Problem? She has an abusive father that won't give her up for the live of him. And when she meets Aiden, the leader of a pack sworn to kill rouges(which Summer and her family are) and becomes his mate, the trouble doubles. In love, what will Summer do? Stay tuned.Complete
Love Misunderstood
I only ever met one man I'd call truly noble. He was a man who was misunderstood and worthy of the world, yet everyone saw him differently. That was until I saw his true colours. The more I caught his eye the more he noticed me. We would pass each other, I would always stare a little longer at his back, wondering his story. People used to move out of the hallways if they saw him approaching whereas people would come and talk to me. He kept to himself, I was never alone, he had no friends, I was friends with everyone, I never saw him talk to anyone I spoke to many. we were polar opposites. At least that's what I thought until that day in the library, that is where I will start this story. Everyone is different, I hate the word "different", I much prefer the word unique. Unique is the only way to describe him. This is not just a story about love, it is about helping two souls who act differently but are the same on the inside, it shows the messy parts that aren't shown in movies, the tragedy, and the comedy but most of all the sizzling romance between two broken people who became one. Who is this story about? Caden James. But this is not just his story, It is ours.Complete
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The Bad Boy Saved Me
Do you ever wonder what life would be like if it were a movie? Or some sappy romance novel that you wish your life could be like but it's not? Sometimes you may even get to caught up in the fictional world that you don't realise it IS fictional. Then when you do realise life isn't what you convinced yourself it would be, there is only one possible outcome. Depression. Which may lead to anxiety, self-harm, low self esteem, and worst of all, losing the people you love. Life works in weird ways. Not just for you but for others too. Take Cassidy Rivers for example. Her life is far from perfect. No parents, over protective big brother, few friends, and Asher Norman, the bad boy who won't stop picking on her. Could life get any worse for Cassidy?Complete
Tag, You're It..
rewriting completely, only leaving this up for now so old readers can have throwbacks, but this writing does not reflect my work as an writer. \\Complete
♡ I Am Alphabet Boy ♡
Crybaby had a story. But so did Johnny. Turns out Crybaby really was insane, but maybe it was the people around her that made her this way. WARNING!!! Stories may include strong language or sexual content. We ask that all readers be at least 13.Complete
Everyone thinks that were "perfect." Yeah right. "You're nothing but a spoiled brat that lives in a 'perfect dollhouse' and gets 'perfect things' and everything everyone wants." Wrong. I don't think you'd want to live with a mother that feeds you Soap. Or when she makes you drink out of a Sippy Cup? Or when you get stuck on a Carousel? Or throw a birthday party that no one showed up to and it turns into a Pity Party? It's a Bittersweet Tragedy isn't it? All the people that hate me are Dead To Me... Except my crush. Everyone has one right? Nobody understands me. You may think you do but you don't. That is, until you read my story... The story of CryBaby.
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