The world has crumbled right in front of my eyes. One minute it was my birthday, and I was blowing out the candles on the cake. The next minute I was sending an arrow through an eyeball. It's crazy how fast things change, it seems almost impossible to keep up with the ever changing atmosphere. It's good I have my fami...
i concealed the purple bruises on my neck with my long, brown hair, not wanting anyone to see them. "chandler, the hickeys you gave me-" "shh, they're love bites." - in which a young girl meets a young boy by the name of chandler.
My life has never been the same since that one fateful night. Since then I've seen too much blood and too much death. People aren't trustworthy anymore, no matter how long you've been with them, it's just a fact of life now. People are monsters. My group and I have been through hell and back, and it only seems to get...
"Don't call me sick. Call me twisted. 'Sick' sounds like there's a cure." He's put blood on my hands. He's changing me. And I think... He's making me like it. ▪trigger warnings throughout▪ [psycho Chandler Riggs story- GlennIsBae, 2016-17] ➸Cover made by me
This story is going to be about what I think should of happened after their garage fight and so on. I may not follow the story completely so don't kill me . Ron is going to live through the Anderson massacre. I hope you enjoy
❝I'm thinking we should ride; To a place that we don't know. To a place where no one has seen us before. I'm thinking, you and I, Better just go with the flow Last thing that we should do is go slow❞ [KITTENRARL 2016]
