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when you are gone you somehow make me feel so small
By Sai Ryoko
What do I want to do with my life? Did I want to live it the way others wanted it to be? Or did I want a future for myself? Writing was my outlet but it was never something I thought about seriously? Why though?
This was my own personal experience dealing with the illness of Personality disorder. It is a journal of my own journey into the scariest and most terrifying time of my life. Some elements have been polished, novelised and concealed for the sake of the fictional style of work.
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I survived The Jonestown Massacre and I've lived to tell my story. I witnessed the murdering of The United States Congressman Leo Ryan and no one will listen to me so I've posted my story on the Internet.
Script | Updated Nov 17, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
She fly new winds with her new grown fragile wings explore new skies as i protect her when she is falling
Based on a true story on some events in my life
By Nicole Danette Peakler
When JoAnn Wainwright, aka Joie Talarico, aka JoAnn Levy, aka JoAnn Spondike-Gallo called the Miami, Florida office of the Federal Bureau of Investigation in November 1989, she was a woman scorned and abandoned by the people she trusted most. Betrayal outweighed the code of loyalty. There was no...
Book | Updated Nov 12, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I have something to say and I hope this reach as many humanoids as possible on this planet. Because the planet is dying along with the humanity. Most of the people lose their battle against themselves, the most important battle you have to fight your whole life. As you know if there is no enemy...
I have something to say and I hope this reach as many humanoids as possible on this planet. Because the planet is dying along with the humanity.
Most of the people lose their battle against themselves, the most important battle you have to fight your whole life. As you know if there is no enemy...
My Christmas message to all my friends and family.
This is a poem about my first love. My first ever love for another human being beyond the type of love we have for our family, I mean passion and romance. It's a reminder to me that love comes and love goes, that all things must end. But it is also a reminder to me that I once experienced that...
This happened when I was engaged with this guy.. and yet my family and the beautiful bond was keeping me away to be bonded with this guy....
The meaning of emptiness.
Just saying it how it is.
There is no short summary
Short Story | Updated Nov 3, 2014 | Reads: 42 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0