Maybe I'm insane, but aren't we all a bit. Here's a look inside my crazy mind. My hopes, my fears, my problems all out there for you to see. It's not all pretty and it's not all nice, but it's the truth. I won't blame society for these things, because in reality... we are society. I've come to realize that just maybe, were all meant to be a little insane.

Alois was never exactly sure how he felt about Ciel. He knew he loved him, but that was about it. The poor blonde wasn't sure how to react. Ciel on the other hand, knew exactly what he felt towards Alois, hatred. Although both boys seem to not feel the same, a lot can happen in one night. >I DO NOT OWN BLACK BUTLER< ;-; .unfortunately. ;-;

I don't know why I loved him I just know I did. It could be that he always makes me happy. It could be hes funny. Or that hes cute. I honestly Don't care. Because hes mine. Or at least I thought he was...

CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!

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

[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.

[You can now purchase 100 Voicemails' paperback on Amazon!] After a car accident, seventeen year old Steve Carlton, goes into a coma. When he does wake up after a few months, he suffers from temporary memory loss. During this time, he starts to go through his messages and voicemails on his cellphone, trying to get a clue of who he used to be. Voicemails sent to him from a girl called Ari might have the answers to his questions. A story told through voicemails.

One night a guy and a girl were driving home from the movies. The boy sensed there was something wrong because of the painful silence they shared between them that night. The girl then asked the boy to pull over because she wanted to talk. She told him that her feelings had changed and that it was time to move on. A silent tear slid down his cheek as he slowly reached into his pocket &amp; passed her a folded note. At that moment, a drunk driver was speeding down that very same street. He swerved right into the drivers seat, killing the boy. Miraculously, the girl survived. Remembering the note, she pulled it out &amp; read it. "Without your love, I would die." .......................................................................................................... NOTE: None of these stories are mine. I am merely posting them here on wattpad as a set of stories I have collected on the internet.

DISCLAIMER: this story/quote book was ONLY MADE because it can relate to many people. if you are going through rough times, i would NOT suggest reading this. also, remember it will get better..maybe not today, but it will happen. (: STAY STRONG <3

Cutting poems and quotes. They just sound really pretty and they're here for anyone. I'm here for anyone that needs me too