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

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]

A poem about my sadness. This is some of my old writing.

A short story about a girl understanding the true value of friendship. Sequel now available: "Goodbye" on my page.

{book 4} - ❝ All women are the same. One day they say they love you, that they are gonna be with you forever; the next they meet someone else, someone who can be with them when they need it, someone who shares their world. And then they tell you “but we can still be friends.” Yeah, you know what I think of that? Fuck you. That’s what I think. ❞

A letter to my body and one for yours

My name is Melody Higgins. Where have you heard that name before, you might be asking? Well my dad is Paul Higgins, bodyguard and manager of the world wide, top of the charts boyband One Direction. People think I'm so lucky to have connections to One Direction but in reality I've never even met them. But that'll all change very soon and my life will be turned upside down. Let's hope my dad doesn't hear about this...

{book 1} ✓ - ❝ Once upon a time… Wait, are you shitting me? This story doesn’t start like this. On the contrary! This story is about a girl who thought had enough of men but, of course, her words backfired on her face. Yeah, this girl is me. An average girl… Okay, not so average, more insane, I would say. Whatever. This is my story and if you want to know what happened, keep reading, because it all started with an eating contest. ❞