a collection of semi-poorly written angst stories that helped me channel my depression into something less destructive [ contains mature content, with themes surrounding depression, self-harm, suicide, and death ] { reader discretion is heavily advised }

❝My Autumn, I think you should know that you're my first and only love. Don't you ever forget that. Love always, August❞ After a series of unfortunate events, August is admitted into a hospital. Once he realizes his stay will be longer than expected, he begins writing to Autumn, hoping that at least one person in the world will care. [Highest Rank: #35 in Short Story] [Watty Award Winner 2015 for JustWriteIt!]

[Wattys 2015 Hidden Gem award winner!] Their leader: dead. Their family: broken. Their future: status, uncertain. When five disconnected cousins face the aftermath of a funeral, they must join forces to fix problems long-dormant in their family tree before their differences divide them. But Esau's evading the cops. His girlfriend, Mirrin, is hiding from her errant father. Brother and sister Seven and Eden are locked in a battle of best musician. And Seven's young protégée, Corrin, is just trying to sidestep his family's reputation. When relationships, dreams, and reputations raise the stakes of conflict, each must define for themselves the true meaning of family.

"they told us that we needed therapy, as if medication and tainted words could fix broken toys."

[Watty's 2015 Winner] one lie. one fake relationship. one million problems. © 2016 Virgo Rose Edwards. trailer made by @novemberdreamer

As a 'fat girl', Quinn Jones' life consists of problem after problem, leaving her quite insecure. Moving to a new school for senior year didn't help that either. With a new set of people to stare at her, she's terrified. But then, a miracle happens. Connor, the school's toughest guy, decides to watch over her, making school seem more survivable. Watch Quinn's journey of acceptance and love as she goes through her senior year.

She told him not to do it but he took his life anyway. Told in free-verse poetry with sparse limerick/rhyming qualities, you don't know their names, but you'll forever remember their story. #Wattys2014

She's always been the shy girl that no one notices, but once she catches Harry's attention will things ever be the same again?

Rory Wade is terrified of what happens to her when she sleeps. One morning, she wakes up to find bruises and scars covering every inch of her body. She doesn't know what's happening, but suspects it has something to do with her father's disappearance, which happened at the same time she started developing her sleepwalking symptoms. And then she meets Seth, the mysterious boy who walks with purpose and may have all the answers to her questions. Her idea of reality is shattered when her world collides with that of four teenagers who call themselves "Dream Crashers." They fight a war against demons who pray on humans in their vulnerable sleep states, except now they've encountered an enemy they can't face alone. They are interested in Rory because she possesses unique abilities that they can't explain. She discovers a part of herself she never imagined existed and the truth behind her father's disappearance. --- Started March 2014 | Finished September 2014 Parnormal #1 | Action #2 Wattys 2014 Winner for "The Best of Instant Addiction" Beautiful cover made by @Ashihara

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."