~ I saw her in the rightest way, looking like Anne Hathaway, laughing while she hit her pen and coughed; and coughed. And then she came up to my knees, begging: “baby, would you please, do the things you said you’d do to me, to me?” Oh, won’t you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor? And when you get a taste can you tell me what’s my flavour?? I don’t believe in god but I believe that you’re my saviour, my mom says that she’s worried but I’m covered in this favour. And when we’re getting dirty, I forget all that is wrong, I sleep so I can see you cause I hate to wait so long; I sleep so I can see you and I hate to wait so long. ~

you didn’t know Griffin Stagg very well, he was a ‘there boy’ or that’s what people in your school called people like that. People that were just sort of there, and nothing more. You had seen him countless times in the hall, art room, cafeteria, library, science lab, and each time he was always alone. It was kind of sad

you had a few classes with him, sometimes you’d be partners with him. You knew he liked art, books, science, you knew that much and that was about it.

so today, after one of your classes together you follow him up to the library, you see him sitting on a beanbag in between a few shelves looking like he was trying to hide away from everyone while reading a science book. You take a deep breath and walk over to him

she looks up at you with his big blue eyes “can I help you??” he asks, confused why you’re there -because no one really talked to him