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Random First Lines:I have no idea, I was writing a character profile for a new character who you will meet in later chapters and this little thing popped into my... » Read
This poem only makes sense in my head.
Again, I recently lost a very close friend. This is a fancy internet version of a message I sent her way. It's obviously not the best or very polished but I find that writing things as they are born as thoughts (thats definitely the lamest thing i've ever said) makes things more genuine and...
I don't really like this one but
Through this year, my best friend of 11 years and I have had some issues. Within the past week, we've completely stopped talking and I don't know what to do with myself.
How could you trust/love...
Poetry | Updated Dec 5, 2014 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
A man begins hearing a strange noise he's heard once before and soon realizes that this noise isn't coming from a human.
Short poems reflecting the society of today. Sex, longing for love, alcoholism, drugs, anxiety, depression, loneliness, fear, death.
This is a new series I am doing called "Cursed Games With a Chance of Death" or "DON'T PLAY THESE!!!". I will explain everything about the game, the rules, how to play, and why you definitely SHOULD NOT! As the title says, this is The Midnight Game.
Short Story | Updated Dec 1, 2014 | Reads: 31 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
By Vampire Slayer
This is how I used to feel and I would always find myself writing about my feelings and helped me to get through. I don't feel that way anymore but its what things used to be like for me
Poetry | Updated Nov 30, 2014 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
I wrote this for my unborn son.
This is a general thing I wrote back when I was in a quite unstable and bad mood, I tend to write things like this in more depressive moods and this basically expresses my feelings when I'm alone, this is the first of many...
By Jacey Mccauley
She is in all of us, though we may not know it.
By Vampire Slayer
this is a poem I wrote back in high school, when I was about 17
We always called Violet by the name Ana. He never minded though, but I don't know why.
Ana was invisible to everyone at his school, but he didn't mind. But he was okay with that because his friends were the ones no one else could see but him.
I met Ana only a few months ago, and he is...
Novel | Updated Nov 22, 2014 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1