The Angels on my shoulder are no where near as loud as the demons in my head.
This is a Merome fanfiction
fEELINGS i'VE NeVER hAD bEFORe
never thought there would be something sadder than 'Death Sounds Like a Melody' but welp, I was wrong
Not actually very cliche.
A lil smol seto bab with anxiety and smol mitch bab with schizophrenia and bipolar disease...I hope they get better :')
(love the design thoughh it gives me life).
Hey since you write these types of fanfics wont u get triggered by it. Sorry if that was triggering
I want a book for this ship so bad. Like a separate book for this book
Is bad when Jerome ask if Mitch was a boy or a girl, I wanted to say "No he's a toaster"?