When I Can't Do Anything Else

When I can't do anything else, I write poems. [Became #1 in Poetry a long time ago]

A Cup of Love

Thoughts, words, and emotions fighting to be set free. (Poems about daily life, unrequited love, random things, battle of faith, and the ups and downs of being a human being.) May these entries encourage you to never give up, to keep on living, and to trust in God completely. I pray that through these written words, y...

Happenstance

{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.

philophobia

it isn't always as it seems. first breaths of love, first breaks of hearts, first year. October 2013 - May 2015

Love me Endlessly

Ella Hall moved to New York four years ago. Leaving behind a rocky love life, old friends, and one hell of a senior year. She was ready to start her new life and leave the past behind her, but that didn't really go has plan. You see she happen to run into a old fling her second week attending the dance college of her...

etc.

"Etcetera" definition: "and other unspecified things of the same class; and so forth" [--The Free Dictionary] Hello there, and welcome! This is where I post my most random ramblings. I do hope the experience is enjoyable; however, enter at your own risk.

seams and stitching ♡ published

"this is your kind of story. no one is the good guy-- no one is the bad guy-- the blame shifts from monster to monster and in this place everyone bares their teeth." [featured. highest ranking: #6 in poetry.]

12 am » poetry

it's 12 am and i'm wide awake --- just a short disclaimer from the author in 2021, please do note that this was written by a 15 year old.

Letters From Society's Creation

Hello and welcome. You can call me Alex. I'm extremely pleased to meet you, if that's the right term to use, since technically we haven't met. Anyway, before you go any further, I'd like to warn you. You're stepping into a dangerous and crazy place...my mind. Yes, these are my letters, written by me, Alex, Society's C...

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐎 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐅? | ✅

You are the reason I have ink stains on my fingertips. art by yuschav arly

Madness In Literature

The first time Mel saw Dean was in an elective class called Madness in Literature. He had been sitting a few rows down in his green parka, writing furiously into his notebook. Something about him made her stop and stare, and it felt like she hasn't looked away since. But there is a reason why Dean seldom comes to cla...

Obscure Aesthete

The world is such poetic art and full of literature that people look up as divine. Even the insulting is also seen wonderful, and the description of such for a person or object to be given is also beautiful. Yet, humanity now looks down on people who love the form of art within words. Humanity does not see the power o...

The Written Word

A collection of poems ranging from love to hate and every feeling one encounters in his/her life. Anthology.

Trapeze

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION After a devastating accident, trapeze artist Corey Ryder gets stuck living a normal teenage life and attempts to reconnect with the mother she barely knows. ***** As a trapeze artist, Corey Ryder is used to flying high above...

The Butterflies Have Gone | ✔️

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