I bottle up my emotions all the time for the sake of others. At home I get verbally abused by my mother when she takes her stress out on me and get told to “shut up” and “not talk back” and act like a “know-it-all” when I point it out. I tried telling some other people about it but they tell me to “suck it up just listen to what she says” just because she’s my mother. At school I put on a fake smile and act like I’m okay because my friends don’t seemed to be interested in my feelings.

They constantly talk about their feelings and interests but the minute I do the same they tell me I’m stupid for having a crush on someone I’m “not close friends with” and stop listening to me when I talk about my interests. This is why I feel like I can’t confide in anyone because no-one’s interested.

Even Though It All Went Wrong

by Chash

Clarke knew that Bellamy didn’t date. But she didn’t know he’d never dated. Like, ever. Or even hooked up. And she definitely didn’t think he’d want to try it out with her to try to get the hang of it.

It is, objectively speaking, a terrible idea. And she’s totally going to do it.

Words: 5862, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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Dove of Death. 

Its not all olive branches and posing on guitars, in their spare time they love nothing more than spilling guts and stabbing butts.

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Over the Threshold

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by alisvolatpropiis

This is the last time,” Stiles declares, just before he attacks Derek’s mouth with his, the kiss fevered and desperate, his long fingers jabbing roughly into Derek’s abs as he tangles them in his shirt. He pulls him close and walks them away from the front door, and in his hurried clumsiness, Stiles’ nose smashes Derek’s glasses into his face, hard enough that they smudge against his eyelids. It should be annoying, but like everything else about Stiles that should be infuriating, Derek can only find it hopelessly endearing.

That’s the thing about love, he supposes, even a love he won’t fully admit to himself, let alone to Stiles.

Words: 5862, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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