STORY REMOVED. There's a theory that, when you love someone, you minimize their faults until they aren't even distinguishable. Reese meets Lynx. Both are so screwed up it's hard to believe they haven't been shot.

I hadn't always been like this. The sloppy kisses in the dirty backseats of some boy's car, the drugs, the booze. But after Edwin died, a rabbit hole opened up. So I plugged my nose and jumped in head first.

Mikey was in love and it killed him-a big bang and my best friend was blood and memories. Now, the new girl is flashing her star-spangled knickers at me as I look down the barrel of a fairy's gun. I guess the only thing to do is enjoy the ride - REMOVED

Misery makes you older. If I was as old felt, I was ancient. My life has been a rollercoaster ride of ups and downs. Finally, it’s leveling off and I can’t help but hope it’s the end.

Because of her, he's being taken to his death. If that wasn't bad enough, she clearly hates him, hates the world, and hates herself. So what does he do? Well, he kind of ... falls for her. Oops? REMOVED.

This is about growing up and breaking down. This is about falling for the wrong person at the right time. This is about giving up and holding on. This is about a boy, a girl, and why it isn't that simple.

She pops pills like he smokes cigarettes, and, really, it's no wonder they were such good friends.

And I hope they know they've killed me long before I actually die

Once she tried burning the box. She couldn’t do it. She wouldn’t let herself remember, but she wouldn’t let herself forget. One Shot

My name is Cassandra Davidson, and I have more than one master. And so I dance because this is my cue now. //REMOVED//

He's supposed to forget what he loves. She thinks him dead and is trying to move on. He doesn't really forget ... and she doesn't exactly move on... REMOVED.

complete.when she's kissing him with all the sense thrown out the window, and all the love through the door...only Best Friends can tell. this is seventeen years in the making.

Please review. We live in a time when distances are reduced, when time is subjective. But when love has never been so far.

He's beautiful.

It was probably a love of lines that drew her to him. The way his body connected, wrist to neck, hip through shoulder, encased him slim patterns that were mathematical when he sat and near alien when he moved.

...

So you live with one disgustingly happy girl, and five guys. All is well and dandy of course, but then one of these guys develops an interest in you. You suddenly realise that stormy grey eyes and flirtatious advances are going to be very hard to resist.

I'm not sure how good this one is from a poetic point of view, but it means more to me than anything I have ever written. R and R and I'll return the favor.

for those who live uncertainly amongst others, who alternate between love and loneliness on a daily basis....

forget romeo & juliet, let's be bonnie & clyde.

Is love a tender thing? Two ex-bestfriends spend 5 years of High School hating each other. Now at the end, a sudden unexpected road trip forces them to rethink everything they thought they knew and felt about each other.

there is not much to her she's all skin and bone, her edges tear you like paper.

[i want you to stop pretending you could do this to me.]

you were always so dangerous and persuasive, but i'll forgive you because you're my everything

Between the dusk and the dawn, the first kiss and the last goodbye, there are things better left unsaid.

And here she found something more than what she knew. Based ish on real life.

Let's break those promises of forever and take each day as it comes...

Relentless beat of a frantic paradise, as light bends around them.

One-shot. Loving you was a waste. But knowing that doesn’t make it any easier to accept that you’re gone.

Once a small assignment for my 9th grade Lit class. I thought I should share it.

you say i'm pretty. i say you're lying.

for Andy... (Katuata, 5-7-7)

You whisper in my ear, “Never say never, (say never,)” and I shiver in the honey-warm sunshine.

We've been through enough already. We don't need anymore rain. But life isn't fair. We've learnt that. I can learn to take most things that are thrown at me, but there's one thing I can't - I can't lose Ben. After everything, I couldn't handle that

& all seven shades of it.

I'll chase and stalk him until he is mine. I'm pretty determined. Unfortunately his best friend thinks my existence is pointless and I'm unworthy. And, well, he's pretty damn determined too. / Left up just for comparison with my writing then and now.

summer's coming, and suicide can't touch us.

I left you in the waiting room.

...And all they've written upon this page, vague statistics of a man so much more... but ink never mattered that much to me.

the way we perceive (every thought, breath, and glance) little things differently.

"It's that/Itchy-feet-get-away-from-this-place feeling"

I am just not sure anymore...

...

Play until your fingers bleed. So I did.

[OneShot] They didn't know each other, but on the eve of the end of the world, it didn't matter.

i wish you were here.

I thought I saw you, but it was just the winter air & city lights, leaving me breathless.

I don't know what this is. We had to write an emotive piece, so this is what I wrote.

STORY REMOVED. He had created the game because he believed that love had to be won. . . nine pawns, two players, one winner.

You're my favorite bad trip. . R&R please.

I ran away because I couldn't be there. It all hurt too much. I hate talking like this, pretending you're here, Mac. I hate having to tell you my adventures, but you made me promise I'd tell you everything-every last detail- even if... well, you were dead

What if you want to spend your entire life living in grief? What if you never want to move on and know happiness again? What if the one person claiming to love you is the one with ties to your brother's killer?

"I only smoke so I can remember you forty times a day."

They're in full bloom.

beauty has no single taste.

There once was a girl.

Ben's life is perfect. He's in the band and he finally got the girl. Then it all started to fall apart. Liam's doing drugs, Jared's seriously injured and Ben's given all this responsability. He's pushing away the one person who can help him - Hailey

For any girl who has ever felt ugly. One-shot. Please read and take away something. Reviews are appreciated, but not pushed.

It's about beauty and the beads in her hair.

i'd give it all up just to have you back, but you've forgotten me. please remember. and i feel helpless, but im hopeful that you have the cure.

This is the first poem I've ever written, so be kind.

There was a boy. And this is his story. And it is mine too. You see. I knew him. Very well.

Two roommates. One sleeping deeply in the night as his girlfriend strums away endlessly at her guitar. The other lays in the dark, separated by a wall, and listens.