"dear world, can you hear me?" [a collection of poems, thoughts, and quotes that tend to occupy my brain] Hopefully this collection makes you feel happy, or more okay, or even makes you realize that existing is not so bad after all.

When you're dead, you're dead, right? One dead guy used to think so. He doesn't know who he is or why he is at all, but he knows one thing; he'll do anything to 'survive' - and one day, he learns exactly how much that's going to take when he is captured by four living. "Bloodhearts" is a science fiction story, but not your average zombie tale. Interested? Then turn to the first page... A warning: This is a dystopian sci fi story - but it's also a story about two guys in a relationship. If that's not your kind of thing, you might want to find something else to read :)

Everyday I find a poem I like and share it with you.

(Under HEAVY editing) Please refrain from any mean comments "Stop the car." "What Naia, if I offended you in any way with our conversation I am really sorry, but we are in the middle of nowhere and I won't let you go out alone." "What? I didn't say anything about going out. Just stop the car please." "Naiad." "Adrian." "Fine." He stops the car and next thing that happened I blame on our mate bond. Because I grabbed my Beloved by his collar and kiss him. ••••• ADRIAN is an Alpha. He is cold, handsome, insensitive and bipolar. NAIAD is a water nymph. She is kind, gentle, beautiful, honest and very patient. Is Naiad patient enough to go through all the mood swings? Will she warm his heart? And in the mixture love, insecurities, betrayal, witches and you get a journey. --------- Okay by now we have already seen I am not the best at writing descriptions. But please give this book a try. Also if you know someone who does know how to write then, can you please recommend them to me? Thanks! ?

deep poems that speak to your soul. ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ • may cause your heart to stop working • includes very aesthetically pleasing imagery • you may cry or laugh or both disclaimer; these are NOT my poems. this book is solely based on my favourite poems by my favourite poets.

(THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE SHORTS BOOK) Just a bunch of short stories of the Foolish Five as F.R.I.E.N.D.S. Along with some random one shot type things. And some headcanon things. And yes, Nevaeh is still alive. This description sucks, but just read it. Trust me. You'll like it. *~* It's going to be split into three sections. 1) The Foolish Five as F.R.I.E.N.D.S (So basically just the five as the characters from from in random episodes) (This is based after Uni). 2) The Marvellous Misadventures of the Foolish Five. (Just shorts/one shot type things and headcanons about the things the five get up to) (This doesn't have one time setting). 3) Missing Vaeh Hours. (One shots/shorts based after Nevaeh's death). *~* (This is based off my book 'The Girl in the Hoodie')

shoved a needle in my brain and now my head won't stop bleeding

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

||book one of the obsession series|| c.h you smoked daily, and i made sure that i had a lighter.

Ever since an event known as the Disaster, monsters and mayhem rule the world. There are those lucky enough to live inside the Fence, while those who don't, are treated little better than the beasts that they fear.