#3 in Poetry (7/27/16) Amazing cover by @mariedani A collection of short poems and quotes, written by yours truly, I hope you enjoy my compendium of poetry! *** some parts may be considered triggers so please read at your own risk - most likely I have titled the chapter whether it is a trigger or not though.

a collection of short poems that were the result of late night breakdowns i sincerely hope you can't relate to some of these enjoy p.s. lowercase intended

❝Nights are for talking.❞ [Short Story #36]

❝When we grow, we stop searching the monsters under the bed, instead, we search in our heads.❞ [other #161-10/25/13 ● spiritual #81 -01-27-14]

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.

"It started with fasting for a day. That day turned into two. Then three. Then four. Then I binged. I purged. I fasted. At first I just wanted to get to 120 pounds. Then 110. Once I hit 110 I wanted 100. I was at a size zero. I loved that number for some odd reason. Soon that number took over my life. Now, at 90 pounds, all I want to see is zero. 80, 70, 60 pounds will never be enough. I just want it all gone. I just want to see zero." "Zero is perfection?" Sarah asks. "Yes. Zero is perfection." I reply. "Even if it means dying?" She asks. "Even if it means dying."

Some people are artists. Some, themselves, are art. ||a/n: these aren't mine unless stated otherwise||

because everyone gets a little sad sometimes. (poems belong to me)

Julie has always been the shy type. Her world changes when she finds wattpad, a very popular ebook community. She becomes addicted to it and even starts posting her own stories. But are friends, fans and votes all she will get from this site? Or is it possible to find love as well?