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I see many people cutting themselves,driving their ownselves to the deep dungeon.It's not that cutting is just a rut,its terrible.God gave us beautiful bodies to show off, to be proud of.He never gave us the right to hurt ourselves.I feel pukish when people say they get pleasure in cutting...
By Demon Princess
warning self harm poem
I wanted his body . his all full texture . every detail that has to do with him I wanted that . I just needed to make the right move at the right time.
By Nocturnal Ponderings
I do not have an alcoholic influence in my life, but I have a loathing for irresponsible parents with a buzz and a desire to harm. Crappy poetry inspired by crappy events.
I was inspired to write this poem, as of late, by my experiences with mental illness. Nowadays, it seems as if I can never escape. Anyhow, I would love any comments or critiques. Thanks.
What is love?
When Amanda starts her new life with the Meiyars, everything seemed normal. Though, as she discovered a secret that she wasn't supposed to, she was drawn immediately to a world full of fighting and gangs. Most unexpectedly, she would find herself falling madly in love with someone...
When your holiday goes wrong. Seriously wrong.
Suicide isn't stupid. It's horrible, and for those who have been through those terrible times will understand. I have been there. I have hated life with a deep passion. But it takes a lot for others to see what is truly going on, and that's what sucks. Especially when you have no one to pull you...
Wars are horrible things, and this story is about one between the humans and the dragons, and how it ruined many life's.
Short Story | Updated May 4, 2014 | Reads: 59 | Comments: 8 | Likes: 18
By Robert Kasch
There are so many species of insects how should one keep up?
The most hardest thing I have ever had to write. Stay Strong people and R.I.P victims of bullying.
This story is for the girls whose hearts are really hurting.
This story is for the girls who hide their feelings with a single smile.
This story is for the girls who cry themselves to sleep at night secretly.
This story is for the 'I'm fine' girls.
Because in reality, you are not fine at...
A poem about me thinking about my pass and how my pass is interfering with my future and present.