It's summer again. We are lying out under the stars, just like always. Your head's on my stomach...I'm playing with your hair...and my brain is tearing me apart...mainly over thoughts involving you. Thoughts that shouldn't be happening....

-complete-Unrequited love, vodka shots and guitar chords. The porcelain tale of two splintered teenagers unfolding just what it means to truly need someone.

It's a bit like heresy, but there's one too many in God's Eden.

you left yours the day you crawled in me and turned me inside out

[Femmeslash. Old.] I hate you like pomegranates.

is crawling with unsent letters, fake ID's, love notes, resoltuions, to-do lists, g strings, chewing gum packets and alco pop tops.. this is a collection of words I cant turn into poems. aka random shit i felt like giving an air.

Teenagers, all fulfilled with weird quirks, cohabiting in a private boarding school. It's never as it seems. 34th chapter up.

The story of how a blind girl's faith and family guide her through the dark.

I keep being thrown into the ground, and I can read God’s motives like a book.

i am strangely obsessed with lies

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the siren sings: 'please, beautiful', and he falls deeper within the lie. [one shot]

"If you let your feelings remain dormant and caged up like chirping sparrows in a rusting cage, you are simply cutting off your ability to feel. You will not feel it when she touches you, and neither will she." Intended F/F. Not graphic.

Of all the places she had never been, this was the place that she liked most.

Written by two coffee-induced writers with nothing better to do. Very amusing, in our opinion. Definitely a must-read for anyone who is entertained by the idea of a cat with several limbs missing.

my latest poem- -please r&r i thot it was good, tell me what you think

Teenagers living in a huge underwater megapolis with the dream to run away. Rated for drugs, sex, slash, violence and abuse. 7th chapter up.