Self-written poems about my everyday feelings and thoughts to which some of you might relate.

【 ❦ 】- 𝘔𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 【 ✸ 】- 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 【 ❦ 】- 𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘯

"I don't mean any harm. Just saw you rummaging around in here and figured I'd say 'hi'." Milo slowly lowered his gun. This guy sounded like an idiot, sure, but a harmless idiot. "The hell do you mean 'say hi'?" Milo asked gruffly as he tucked the gun back into his belt. "This isn't exactly a 'say hi' kinda town. You only talk if you want something." The mysterious figure let out a hearty chuckle, making Milo instinctively reach for his gun again. "You're quite the hostile little guy, aren't you?" "Depends on who you ask." --- Broken 19 year old Milo with nothing left to lose thinks the post-apocalyptic world he's living in can't get any bleaker. But one foggy day while he's out scavenging for any supplies he can find in the ghost town he's inhabited, he finds unexpected hope in an annoyingly endearing resident who can share some of his deep-rooted pain.

Names: Vance: pinballs Bruce: isyourarmmint Griffin: backbending Finney: ohmisamusa Robin: mexicanwho Billy: ewgays ------- This book is either satire or not... you tell me.. Robin is my favorite..

When Coast Guard Adm. Frank Beardsley decides to move his family of eight children back to his old hometown, he encounters handbag designer Helen North, an old flame from high school. Immediately, sparks fly between the two, and marriage is proposed. But Frank isn't the only one with kids to worry about -- Helen has a total of 10. Right away, the children have no intention of playing nicely, and together they decide to sabotage their parents' relationship. But a family friend of Phoebe, Helens eldest daughter is not really on board for this one. And when a new crush comes into the mix. Let's just say this bunch is in for a lot of chaos. My spin off story. Please do not copy my story. Please vote. Finished story. (UNDER MAJOR EDITING)