❝ you wanna know why everything is fucked up? i told her that i love you. ❞ tagalog epistolary. 「 O11319 」

she sold her body in order to survive, emotionally and financially. Started - June 2016 Finished - July 2016 [1k - 15 July]

"My heart is like an autumn leaf. Fragile and easy to fall.."

[H.R. #6 - 7. 3. 18] "we wear our emotions like intricately decorated chains strung around our throats and then tuck them into our shirts" *** i sincerely hope you don't relate to any of these poems ~UPDATED DAILY~ 27/12/17 : #611 in Poetry 29/12/17 : #393 in Poetry 31/12/17 : #172 in Poetry 1/1/18 : #126 in Poetry 3/1/18 : #107 in Poetry 4/1/18 : #94 in Poetry 5/1/18 : #82 in Poetry 6/1/18 : #80 in Poetry 7/1/18 : #69 in Poetry 8/1/18 : #66 in Poetry 9/1/18 : #57 in Poetry 10/1/18 : #47 in Poetry 12/1/18 : #35 in Poetry 18/1/18 : #34 in Poetry 19/1/18 : #15 in Poetry 7/2/18 : #13 in Poetry 9/2/18 : #10 in Poetry 16/2/18 : #7 in Poetry 7/3/18: #6 in Poetry

English | #16 IN POETRY © 2016 kyeriella all rights reserved book cover made by @OhWanderlust_

❝This is the love I fail to say. One that caused him to go away, for our love was never made to stay.❞ - all of the poems are mine :) #1 in Poetry 26/05/17 ! Thank you for reading♡ New book 'Everything You Never Knew' is out!

❝Hello, this is the Starb-❞ ❝HEEELP ME!! PLEASE! THERE'S A MURDERER IN MY HOUSE!❞ ❝OH SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!! WHAT DO I DO?! THIS IS STARBUCKS, NOT FREAKING 911. WAIT, HOLD ON. TRY TO KEEP YOURSELF ALIVE, I'LL CALL 911!! STAY CALM. IT'S GOING TO BE O- ❞ ❝Wait...did you just say Starbucks?❞ ❝Um...yeah?❞ ❝They have a hotline?❞ ---- fun conversations between two Potterheads over the Starbucks hotline. [highest rank: #6 in short story] [highest rank: #2 in short story 5/6/17]

Handwritten Notes by anonymous D.

We all know the story of Cinderella. Besides the fact that she lived a pretty unlucky life full of evil stepsisters and a cat that's practically the spawn of Satan himself, Cinderella seemed to have tons of luck on her side when it came to finding Mr. Right. Now here's me, Lee Shuri or Eunji (depends who you ask). My parents are dead, my adopted sister Hyemi is about as pleasant as a bag of dead rats, and I'm practically swimming in debt. Maybe it's because I don't have a cat (blame Hyemi and her allergies), but it seems I got a few more extra Princes in my fairy tale than I asked for. And I'm not just talking about one or two. I got thirteen princes.