These are just a few poems and quotes about self harm, self hate, depression, and anorexia. I do not encourage any of those. #60 self help #28 bulimia nervosa #719 alone #456 eating disorder
*SIDENOTE: (((written by my 12 year old self)) Though this is a book full of errors, short parts, and cliches, it helped a few hundred young teens out there, and that is why I decided to keep it. If you still want to continue on reading and bare with the story then I hope you enjoy. xx ____________________ 17 year old...
"Society seems to think doing this to teenage girls is okay, but it really isn’t. It was society who taught me that I wasn’t good enough, that it would be so hard to love myself. It all started when I was hardly thirteen. Barely old to enough to realize what I was doing to myself. Barely old enough to realize what all...
Note: Won 1st place in AnimeWattyAwards in terms of Fairy Tail Category and Best Title, 3rd place in Best Cover. Highest Rank: #305 in Romance #66 in Spiritual #689 in Fanfiction WARNING: This story will probably make you cry, don't say I didn't warn yah... "please... Just... one more week..." Five years after their m...
After escaping from police custody, Clover tries to piece his life back together. Determined to return to home and be reunited with his family, he has to first elude the country wide man hunt. Will he be able to resist his old ways in order to remain undetected? After hearing that Colin has escaped, Summer and Becca p...
For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...
Keeley accidentally swaps cell phones with a rivaling high school's star quarterback. Unable to switch back until a week later, she must interact with the arrogant boy, passing along texts and voicemails. As she gets to know him better, she realizes there's more to him than sexual innuendos and egotistical comments. B...
Remember what I have told you once, You will pay for what you have done. The pain I felt the day she died, Will slowly be erased by the screams you provide. You may not have been promised to me, But my knife will set you free. Your heart shaped lips are like poison to me, Slowly, but surely, tempting me.. Drops of blo...
