Five letters written while Ida distracted Rio from his homework. She never received them as that was never the plan. Rio folded the letters away into five different books, knowing that Ida would never find them. They never spoke, but their story lives on. [cover by decadently]

"I was blue looking for red, and you were red looking for blue. But other colors we pretend, so we passed by and never knew" - j.h. --------------------- A story about tragedy, love, and colors. --------------------- A personal story dedicated to the girl I love, J.DJ. --------------------- bi pride.

"You are the stars in my eyes and the blood in my veins, the roar of the thunder and the calm of the rain. But how could I forget you painted the stars into the sky?"

"Give me ten days, and I can give you ten reasons not to die." Evan paused. "And if I can't change your mind by then, you can go jump off that cliff."

Fifteen year old Avery lives in a rich estate with her mother and father. She feels lonely, isolated, trapped. But when a mysterious boy walks past her window, she can't help falling for his looks. Without actually ever speaking to him, they communicate through notes, her feelings for him getting stronger. But she has to keep it a secret. For if her strict mother found out she was falling in love with a city boy and not someone else rich from her estate, she may never see him again.

Julie has always been the shy type. Her world changes when she finds wattpad, a very popular ebook community. She becomes addicted to it and even starts posting her own stories. But are friends, fans and votes all she will get from this site? Or is it possible to find love as well?

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. : )

Well these are all my poems. I hope you like them. If you have any suggestions I'm open haha. Well yea.

Depression/Suicide/Self harm Quotes Most quotes are not mine.

A collection of my poems 'who we tend to be is the fixed and limited perception of the people around us. So when we are alone - who are we?'