(SLOW UPDATES) Phronemophobia (FRO-NEE-MO-FOBIA): fear of thinking. "When thinking begins to destroy you, you begin to fear it." -l.m. Original quotes and very short stories describing the things we fear thinking about but must speak about. Tips and my own experiences to help you during times of anxious and depressed bouts. Trying to help bring to light experiences and wrong choices that can bring on heartbreak, low self-esteem, discouragement, which all feeds anxious and depressed thoughts. Copyrights: Cover made by me. Please do not use my work if permission has not been given. If I allow you to please always give credit. ©thebigeyedpoet 2017

I have no idea what to put here but Hi!

"My inner four walls, slowly closing in, smothering my intellectual thoughts of my well being..." I completely own this story

"Look into my eyes - you'll see, What you mean to me.." , said she. "Looking into your eyes I see, what world means to me..", replied he. ********** The odd colour in rainbow is just random flow of words each holding a beautiful concept within to be revealed about two soul wishing that they had not known each other lately but "they do".

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Just things one may experience when existing...

This book is going to be set up in a certain way. The chapters of every title are going to be what I express my thoughts on, whether it's in poem form or just talking about it. I own everything in this story and I hope you enjoy ^_^

A young woman who was always the life of the party, quick to tell a joke, always smiling and happy, tragically dies at age 23. What her mother found after her death reflected a much different young woman, her poetry. Her words showed a young woman crying out to feel loved, wanted, beautiful and worthy. Struggling to accept herself as the wonderful, happy, beautiful young woman everyone else saw her as. Her words reflect the pain and torment she allowed another to cause her. It is her mother's most heart felt desire to reach even one young person struggling to accept themselves. To encourage them to open up and talk to someone, to know they are never alone, to know their feelings are validated. She also hopes to reach a mother that perhaps feels her daughter is perfect and completely in charge of her life, as mothers often do. After reading her poetry, hopefully it will facilitate conversation, confirm unconditional love and help to end words that a mother never hears. I am her mother and these are her words.

This is for scraps or ideas I want to implement into my stories. No backstory or anything will be given for the to-be implements, and that does mean spoiler for any book in the title of the chapter. This is an organized thing of my ideas and stuff.

This is my poem book. Enjoy, since many people have enjoyed my poems! These are my feelings, so please do keep that in mind. Yes, the cover is Bluestar. I couldn't find a blue cat other than her, who is arguably the most famous blue cat.