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By Ted Gerard
Vampires, Werewolves, Zombies and Fairies...Oh My.
A short story about the last conversation between a man and a woman.
Recent breakup... Not fun.
Poetry | Updated Feb 17, 2015 | Reads: 21 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Ted Gerard
Sometimes the only way to find peace is to let it all go.
The night we lost everything
By Nikki Xayachack
This goes out to all the ladies who have been going through the aftermath of a breakup.. if y'all feel what I feel, its okay to be angry. Its okay to feel emotions that have never been felt before. If y'all do not go through it one point or another then gp through the pain because its nor normal...
College sophomore Allie Stevens may not have the perfect life after an arrest and twice-torn ACL, but when her boyfriend of two years books a reservation at the hottest restaurant in Boston she knows her long-awaited happy ending is coming.
She's just not sure if she's ready for marriage...
Laying in bed, he remembers.
Short Story | Updated Jan 2, 2015 | Reads: 86 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Hello everyone I wrote this poem to express what I and some people felt when they lost someone dear to their heart thank you for reading and enjoy :)
Poetry | Updated Dec 15, 2014 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Just a short poem I would like to receive an opinion to, so all the comments will be greatly appreciated!
By Michael Orso
Love Lost... Written 6/14
My every things are gone with her.
Poetry | Updated Nov 22, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
I had wanted this to work out. I was so very certain it would this time. However, nothing really went as planned. This is a poem about my dream, the dream that blew up.
I wrote this in a transition period after a harsh break up with my first boyfriend, someone I thought i would always be with because our connection was so strong. My heart was and is still a little broken. This is my grief and my recovery in a nut shell.
What's it even worth to both of us now?
The hush of the air that flows down to me, makes me feel cold as ice and I can hardly breathe. I'm only two drinks in, and I hit that hurt as it start beating like a drum. Everything's too loud anymore, everything's too beautiful I can't even handle my...