Sometimes all you really need is a place to call home. * * * Being re-written completely as of May 14, 2021

A collection of rants & random thoughts. (Please, please, do have in mind that this was written ages ago. I was ignorant and immature, but have grown up and since then, changed my thoughts and opinions. Do not leave rude comments. Thank you. Have a nice day!) Highest rankings; #14 in random #2 in non-fiction

[Now free to read!] Scott Wilson isn't used to being corrected, and he definitely didn't expect to get his biggest dose of criticism by his coach's daughter - Elle Monroe. ***** When Scott Wilson is drafted to try out for the Marlies hockey team, it's easily the best day of his life. He's cocky and for good reason. He's spent his entire life being told that he's a hockey prodigy and he knows that he's on the path to his destiny. Then Elle Monroe shows up, and throws off his entire plan. Elle - the daughter of his coach - is loud, rude, confident, and gets a special kick out of knocking Scott down a peg or two. Scott doesn't want to accept the help she's offering, but eventually he does, and it turns into a lot more than he was expecting. Scott isn't used to a lot of things, but there's one especially that he's never prepared for: a beautiful, loud girl stealing his jersey every day before their practices. [Winner of the 2015 Watty's 'cover to cover'] [completed]

To Dylan: i just miss you. - A series of texts in which she experiences depression in the most vicarious way possible, and love is just the tune playing lowly in the background. - [Trigger Warnings for: Depression, Thoughts of Suicide, Self-Harm] [Dylan is a boy, and Anabelle is a girl, to clear things up]

«her name was insomnia, and she was the greatest metaphor a poet has ever written.»

she was my winter-storm, and i will never forget the everlasting hail she used to destroy our love.

Lilly found a girl who she thought she could share her life with. A girl with long black hair and bright eyes but there was just one little problem. That girl didn't know she liked girls -- a girl who said she was as pin straight as her ebony tresses. So, this was going to be harder than she originally thought. Still, she wasn't about to give up. Especially when everything she has ever wanted was right in front of her eyes. The story of a girl trying to figure out who she is, along with who she loves — the girl that once had her heart or the one who is slowly stealing it day by day. {Sequel to CURLS} {Poetry #59 / Romance #481} {Poetry #57 / Romance #463} {Poetry #55 / Romance #425}