3am

the kind of poems you only write when it's raining and 3am. book cover design by @_wacKo x

Self Help

And so it begins. The classic coming of age story about a twentysomething girl, finding her way in the city. After graduating (with an Arts degree- questionable choice, but we'll learn about that later) she finds a one bedroom apartment and she buys a cat. Life is sweet. She's a living, breathing, cat-hugging cliche...

Cut, Slash, Claw: The damage is done

Her Silence

I want her. I want to break her. I want to love her. I need her. Its killing me. Shes killing me. Her and her silence. Harry Styles is the bad boy. The guy with the tattoos and the piercings. He has a reputation for having one night stands with girls, crushing hearts, and fighting. Flare Pulido is an innocent 18 year...

A Cruel World ( a carl grimes fanfiction) {being edited}

"Are you ok?" I asked. "Yes." She said. "What's your name?" "Judith" "Ok Judith lets go for a-" "Who the hell are you and why do you have my little sister" I heard someone say from behind me. "She was about to be attack these dead guys. I thought she could use some help." I say. I turn to say handsome guy about my ag...

yes im fine

fine can mean alot

is it still a joke now?

The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )

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skinnywannabe

just like any other day... author of: is it still a joke now read,vote,share i hope you enjoy~ xxx

They will be missed

Some die Some starve Some cry Most cut And they will be missed Some are alone Some are lost in a crowd Some yell out and moan Most do not voice their troubles aloud And they will be missed #1 Poetry #2 Random