When we made it to a couch in the family room upstairs, Aiden kissed me passionately and wrapped his arms around me. Intoxicating me, I mimicked him and wrapped my arms around his neck… But before I knew it his hands lingered elsewhere. I tried to stop him, but he was just too strong. I would never forget what he did...
March 1st 2013. Self injury Awareness day. Find comfort in something other then hurting yourself. When you think you're only hurting yourself, you hurt more people then you could imagine.
A book of poetry aimed at people who have or are struggling with the addiction of self injury. These are poems highlighting the growing problems of self harm. It isn't judging, though, and doesn't insist that the person suffering MUST stop or MUST recover, but it gives that option and emphasizes the good things about...
What has pushed you to believe taking your life is the answer? Are you really going to do it? What happens when death isn't as peaceful as you expected? What if a Reaper gives you something of an ultimatum? Witness first-hand what your death has brought to those around you, or remain wandering as a lost soul until you...