little fact about me...I write poems....a lot actually. More and More as the years go on by. I swear people who have a lot of problems like to write poetry *cough cough* john lennon *cough* wow that's a bad cough :) look up to him in more ways then just muuussiiccc :D annnnnyyywaayyy off topic...poems..... This is just- well you getting into my mind I write poems when I'm sad, pissed, depressed, overly happy......you'll hear a lot. I was never one to keep a diary when all I needed to do was write a poem to get my thoughts out on paper. So take a seat.....and just.....read my fucked up writing pieces I call poems and take a trip into my mind. :) Which in my opinion in a pretty crazy trip. kind of like acid but that's not what we are here to talk about are we.... -Kayla

You stumble out of a bush and pass out in front of meowscles

Three children realize they're trapped in the basement of a crazy woman who claims to be their mother, and forces them to call her "Mommy". __________________ created February 4th, 2017 IMPORTANT NOTICE - if you're reading this story on a site that is not www.wattpad.com then you could be at risk of a malware attack. Furthermore, please go to this link: www.wattpad.com/user/z0mbies, and report to me where you are reading this story. Thank you. WARNING: This story contains distressing material. Reader discretion advised. The characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

the air smells like the promise of tomorrow and nothing has ever smelled more terrifying

you're the color of everything that's ever meant anything

"Ain't nobody gotta know what we do, How we do it, when we do it what ever we do" started- December 20, 2019 completed-

Im simply bringing all the depressing moments of my life into one big story, please support me! Ily guys 💞🌸