This book is a collection of poems created by moi~ My poems vary in genre depending how I feel when I write them. So I guess that they are sincerely written wouldn't you agree? Also, most of my these will be telling a story in which, hopefully, you can relate and feel the emotion in them. Alas, do enjoy the set of poe...
❝ you use your heart as a weapon and it hurts like heaven past the point of love shattered and untied do you ever get the feeling that you're missing the mark? it's so cold still I won't let go waiting to pick up the pieces that make it all alright but pieces of what? pieces of what w...
ON HIATUS. ❝ remember, remember, the fifth of November ❞ If only I could forget.
all i've done defeats me //rooftops with miles// [sequel to brown haired boy] friday, may 1st: #2 in short story
Emma Roslyn. She's a twenty year old girl who parties every weekend and fools around - but not in a sexual way, if you get my drift. The only thing that's not normal about her is the fact that their family has a tradition. A Dating Tradition, to be exact. She's never taken this seriously before but when her Aunt Maris...
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"I don't believe that everyone's life begins the moment they're born. In everyone's life, I believe there is one defining moment set aside from the rest, a turning point of events where their life really begins. Some begin their life for the better, but some begin their life for the worse. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I wasn't always l...
Coffee pots, steel hearts and crumpled paper. I write to vent, the words spill from my mind through my pen to create art. Word art, dancing on the screen and playing on your tongue. Light and airy, or dark and secret. Thoughts of all varieties fill these pages, so enjoy my word vomit.
"Sophie I miss you. I miss the way you looked at me, the way I could wrap my arms round you and feel content. You understand me more than anyone I've ever met and I can't let you go. I know I said I would but I can't." As my eyes read over the words I could feel my heart break for Chris for a second time. The pain I f...
"in which a boy makes mixtapes for a girl, and she gives them to her sister." @unsuccessful's story idea and i'm just writing out the story, i guess??? fun fun fun ((cover credit: http://8tracks.imgix.net/i/001/705/290/IMG_7936-7172.jpg?rect=0,36,419,419&q=65&sharp=15&vib=10&fm=jpg&fit=crop&w=521&h=521))
In which a girl has a thing for old records so she buys a box of old mixtapes, which was accidentally put on their neighbor's garage sale, to find out that the boy who's making the tapes wants them back.
"You're not even pretty." he breathed, leaning in closer."You're beautiful." ~ Webster was the girl in a wheelchair. Her life sucked before Alex walked into it. Alex was the guy who slept around and was in a steady-but not so steady-relationsh...
This is simply a collection of dialogues that I create (mostly to expand the fences I've naturally built around my writing skill set). Nothing more, nothing less -- unless your brain takes my words and twists and contorts them into something much more beautiful than they ever were on the screen. Some texts may be flow...
If I could travel to any land, it would be the place between the mountains and the sea, where everything feels like a hell for the sole reason that I'd only ever experience it for the first time once. But that feeling would be worth it. I know it. © Copyrighted, All Rights Reserved. Jake Sullivan, 2015.
A young man and a woman sit on a hilltop, doomed to watch the same scene play out before their eyes again and again. For how long? Until they remember. {Written 2013.}
Collection of one shots, deleted scenes and extra material related to the Aware Princess Series. flower: Cherry blossoms, it symbolises "Transience of life, gentleness, kindness (in Japan)."
{SEQUEL OF POST IT} - The day's been endless, but it's almost over. I know she's out there, I know she's on her way to me. I know we are getting closer and I've been waiting for her, since that fortuitous reply. Because everything started with a post-it.
Let's get the facts straight. I am no heroine and I will never bring pride to my family. I am what you could call a failure. My grades? Average. My social life? Average. Talents? Hmm... well, I think I have none. I'm not exceptional in any way and I know I'm a disappointment for my father. And in this day and age ther...
It’s cold and it’s dark by now. The day has gone so fast, going to all those places, meeting all those people and now I’m here. He’s led me here. It’s time now, after all I’ve done, it’s time to see him. And everything started with a post-it.
We look up at the same sky and we see the same thing and suddenly, it's not so lonely anymore.
They weren't supposed to meet. But life does that sometimes; it throws in a couple of new faces that bring you the utmost of joys in the most unlikeliest of places, and every now and then, you'll come across someone who changes you - someone who's genuine and wonderful and full of hope; someone who changes your perspe...
"We could fly to Berlin, Tokyo or Jamaica. We can go where you want, say the word and I'll take ya. But I'd rather stay on the sofa, with you." Summer time means vacation; three months of new discoveries, thrilling adventures, wrinkled maps to be pried open, and gorgeous foreign countries to explore. When Kira Walke...
Fate's been playing tricks on Cara Nicolas lately. She agrees to go on a blind date with her best friend’s fiancé’s cousin, only to discover that the guy is her first love from high school, Lucas Lobregat. Now that would have been a charming story, except that the date turns out to be one of the worst ever. And they c...
Who's Superman? Was the question a little kid asked me. And all I could say was that there's no such thing as a Superman. He's just a fictional character with supernatural powers. He's not real, he's made up. But then who will save us when we're in trouble? I didn't have an answer for that.
Gossip. Everyone gossips since they have nothing better to do. Their lives are boring, so they go talk about someone else's lives. So they talk, everybody talks. But what happens when you're the one their talking about. Better yet, about someone having a crush on you. You're flattered, who wouldn't? You get used to i...
What if the only thing you have left is just a piece of paper? Well, more of a whole stack of papers, a thousand to be exact. Origami is the only thing for the one who folds again and again, one paper bird at a time. It's the only hope this person has who has fallen into the depression of knowing nothing will ever cha...
Pental Pal (noun) - one who exchanges letters to one another as pen pals. But uses the same writing utensil, in this case, a pentel pencil. They never wanted to do this from the start. The thought of writing to a complete stranger. Never seeing whose handwriting is in the letter you're reading. Someone who could be mi...
Try to hear, don't leave me hoping. Please, don't try to quit. Just answer this one simple thing, Can you hear it? Won competition to be published in Creative Communication 2016 Spring Anthology
