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Random First Lines:"So where are the angels? The demons?"
He smiled crookedly and extended his hand. "They all live here..."
16 year old November Idgard is the talk... » Read
Do you know the answers?
Poetry | Updated Jan 9, 2015 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is the story of my brother, his life, his suicide.
Short Story | Updated Jan 7, 2015 | Reads: 29 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Just something I wrote
Poetry | Updated Jan 7, 2015 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Was it depression?
Poetry | Updated Jan 6, 2015 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Bullied through high school.
Poetry | Updated Jan 4, 2015 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Zed Tassian
The first of a trilogy. A young High School student allows his inner demons to take over and loses control.
About someone loving a person who cannot forget about a past love who died.
Short Story | Updated Dec 30, 2014 | Reads: 25 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Chase Day
Life story of a man struggling with life and family.
Book | Updated Dec 27, 2014 | Reads: 34 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Bradley Cooper
A tale of sadness and truth during the most joyous time of the year.
Harry finds himself in a situation he never thought he would due to dark roots deep within. He finds his way out but is sadly dragged back by his lover, Carola.
A girl feeling nothing but loneliness and wanting the pain ot go away.
Poetry | Updated Dec 22, 2014 | Reads: 26 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 5
By Elise Moore
The darker side in all of us. This is a short story featuring the story and scrambled thoughts of a girl, Amara, as she slowly unhinges.
Short Story | Updated Dec 22, 2014 | Reads: 36 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Um. A small poem that I wrote when I was really upset. It is not full of sunshine and rainbows. No unicorns either.
Sometimes depression becomes all you are. It takes over every thought and every feeling. The pain just sort of becomes you. And then sometimes, you realize that the pain isn't you.
All I have ever wanted is someone to trust
You would never guess what people are hiding