You are ignorant and selfish. All the colors inside of you are gray, like the you smoke exhale. You are easily forgettable and, unethical. Life is a joke to you. You have no passions or hobbies. You do nothing all day. You don't care about anyone but yourself. You use women like toilet paper, but you're the real piece of shit. Your hair is messy and, body is lanky. Your eye's are always wondering and you aren't trustworthy. Your voice is aggravating and, cold and send the greatest chills to anyone close to you. You're just a loser with brown hair and blue eyes, you're not even my type. -BEAUTIFUL COVER BY CHATACHINO MY FAV AUSTRALIAN!!!♡-

This is the story of Vanessa Parker, an innocent, 18-year old girl with a quite difficult past. After all that she's been through before, after being cheated on, lied to and humiliated, she stays strong, no matter what. When she moves out of her old town, it's a new school, a new town and a new life that is waiting for her. When she meets the handsome Evan Davis, a lot of surprises are waiting for her... From now on, maybe life is finally going to be in her favor. I am currently rewriting this story, not that the main plot will change but I just want to correct a few mistakes and make it a little better :)

pretentious poetry. FOREWARNING: this was written over three years. my style changes dramatically, as does everything else. quality of pieces varies.

Prey meets predator under a starry night.

"You've been helping these girls with their own wedding gowns for years! When will you ever be trying on your own?" Erin's mother shouts from across the bridal shop. Girls of all shapes and sizes turn to see the commotion. An older woman in her forties stands atop one of the pedestals. A young, radiant girl dwindles under her mother's finger. "I've got a lot of things going on," Erin shouts back. Trying to stand her ground against the mother who didn't understand. Erin a 22-year-old entrepreneur is now the owner of the bridal shop her father started at an early age. After losing her father to a heart attack she must figure out how to make ends meet. There are bills to pay, clients to help, renovations to complete. How can any one girl get it done? On top of all these newly bestowed responsibilities; Erin's mother is pestering her. Telling her it's her time to find the perfect husband. Making a deal with the woman, she finds herself with three months to find the perfect husband and a new Tinder account. How could she possibly find the perfect man while running a bridal shop all by herself? Follow Erin as she discovers herself and what she wants while working with some of the finest dresses around. Cover By: @@CAESSIUM

❝five or more student were trapped in a school, yet only two were heard from, but not even they were able to come back to tell what really had occurred those last few days of disaster.❞ {full-length description inside}

It was all so simple, until it wasn't anymore. // #331 in short story

❝ Last night, 'Say Something' came on the radio. You know, that really sad song you always hated? You made me change the radio station whenever it was on. Funny thing is, Ethan, I think it's our song.❞ - - - - everybody has different ways of coping with a death. lynne's way is recording herself saying things she never told her recently deceased boyfriend, ethan. [ short story #891 - 8/2014 ]

❝ 'it's beautiful,' she says, 'roses are so pretty.' ❞ ❝ 'it's just like romance,' i tell her, 'it's beautiful, but it doesn't last.' ❞ + + + In which I write poetry about an ephemeral romance. [ #206 in Poetry // 5.3.16 ]

Eighteen text messages. All it took was, eighteen unsent text messages to Tyler.