Just a bunch of letters.
I'm writing letters to people and posting them here. Enjoy.
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{ 光 } ━ 𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖺 𝗀𝗅𝗈𝗐 ( fin )
her voice is reserved with quiet musicality, copper-colored eyes dancing loosely on the vibrant paintings on display Ⓒ 2017, shoobari. All Rights Reserved (( super short chapters for a super short plot ))
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Ask Amy ✔
BLACK MIRROR meets PRETTY LITTLE LIARS in this multimedia thriller where an anonymous advice website gets hacked and the dark origins of the site start to come to light. (shortlisted for the 2017 wattys, #1 in mystery/thriller)
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{ 光 } ━ 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝟣𝟩𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋 ( fin )
she had hoped to know who she was when blowing out her seventeen candles Ⓒ 2017, shoobari. All Rights Reserved sigh, ok : #26 [ 06 | 29 | 17 ]
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Used
She wishes she could say how much He loved her. She wishes she could say how much He cared for her. She wishes she could say how much He adored her. Instead, she says how badly He Used her. Sequel Regret, is up now! Cover made by @didibelieber3013 1st Place Winner of The Apollo Awards! Queen of The Dream Book Awards...
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Rosemary | ✓
" after she loses her best friend rosemary to suicide, kate decides to writes letters to rose that might just help her heal. " 「 #108 in short story #367 in spiritual 」 copyright © 2017 by 15-year-old layla. all...
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The Mysterious Language of Flowers
Every flower has a name, every name has a story, every story has a beginning and every beginning has an end. A collection of short poems. Book to be published soon. Only first 5 chapters are available for your reading pleasure. Thank you for everything.
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soft.
unabashed poetry for the wilted bloom who longs to be soft and savage. through conversations of the body. cover by: that_one_star
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raxeira [on hold]
she waned and waxed like light filtering through a window, chained to nothing but a fate of drifting. he, boy of tragedy and curses, could only grasp for her warmth. he floated on the waves of fate -- still no home in sight. she the goddess and he the loathed; what a beautiful calamity that made.
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boy
"i remember." © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2015. N. A. The sequel to 'Boy' is 'Funnybones' and is available to read on my profile.
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Fortune Cookies
A girl who whispers promises with the stained ink on her fingertips. A boy who unravels the secrets between the lines of her words. Two lives intertwined through the crinkling of Chinese takeout bags and static of phone lines. A story told through fortune cookies. <><><><><><> *This story only contains dialogue* ©...
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Random Spurts Of Poetry (#Wattys2016)
When you can't paint with colours, Paint with words; When you can paint with words, Do you really need the colours? Achievements: #11 in Poetry (23/9/26) #13 in Poetry (22/9/16) #14 in Poetry (28/7/16)
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Glass prints.
told me to swirl, let the air circle my waist and mold my legs. reach the ceiling, jump and flex. told him to slide on dust, extend his hands, my fingertips grasp. look into my pupils, watch the sunrise fall to dusk.
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It (#Wattys2016)
| 1st Place for Summer Sun Awards (Beginner's Firsts) | | 2nd Place for the Pinpoint Awards | | Finalist for the 2016 Awards | It matters not what people think regarding things you believe strongly in. Perhaps, it may even help to even spread a word or two regarding what dwells within you. Don't be afraid of t...
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Lilies
A girl receives a letter from the mother who abandoned her years ago, leaving her to deal with the remnants of their broken family alone. She attempts to respond by bottling her emotions into the chaotic lines of poems, as old scars are reopened. <><><><><><><><><>...
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limerence
limerence (n.): the involuntary state of mind of utter infatuation for another person; typically characterized with a strong desire for reciprocation of one's feeling. Synonymous with fantasies, lies and illusions. defined with an array of teen-angst filled poems and metaphors
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Waffle Cones (#1)
"Hello?" "Um, hey?" "Wait, you don't sound like my Aunt Kathy." "Unless I was miraculously converted into a member of the opposite gender and somehow related to whoever is on the other side of this call, then yeah. I'm not your Aunt Kathy." "Oh, shiitake mushrooms." ...
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watercolor thoughts [completed]
poetry by a painter who now paints her art in words "we tread too loudly, too violently on our earth. we smear our dark, ugly night all over the canvas and call it art." #80 in poetry [12/22/16] | © 2016 lookforthatlight
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[1.1] Douchebag & Classy | ✓
"How have you not fallen in love with me?" "Easy, you're a douchebag." Dialogue Story [1 in Short Story 23/7/2015]
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