A book full of herbs from A-Y for witchy/alchemy/whatever stuff. This is not my information, it belongs to the site Spells of Magic. Be sure to check it out for great witchy advice. I OWN NOTHING!
They say rumors about your hearts glowing once you find your soul mate. Though, me being the skeptical about it, I didn't think it was true. Out of all the years I've been bullied, there's been a specific jock that always finds ways to insult me. And only me. Until one day where he said: "Hey nerd. Ready for your less...
It didn't take long for junior Miren Eze to realize that high school is just an academic cover up for hell. Especially when she is terrorized daily by Penelope van Helsing, a friend turned evil nemesis. After a cruel prank at an assembly for a coveted award leaves Miren scholarship-less and practically expelled, she's...
Just poems I write in my spare time; I hope you enjoy them. Most are about depression, overcoming a past relationship, and anxiety. (There is a bit of a story line, and will have a story to compliment it out soon!)
When you're in great emotion, brainstorm happens. And when brainstorm happens, you write a reflection of your soul — poetry.
As much as the mind expresses the feelings of the heart, we end up expressing it through words until we have blanked thoughts A set of poems I often put in my mind before I run completely blank and mentally blocked. I write it instantly so that it will be remmebered through what I have thought to what I have felt. Enj...
They told her to design a life she loved, but she could never think of the way love would look in her life.
Dear Diary, Life's a bitch. Tyler NightLock is a closeted gay boy who starts the 7th grade and is only worried about making it all the way through the middle school so in 9th grade he can "explore the endless possibilities of being out of closet gay boy. " But his plan to survive middle school will have to wait when a...
(18+ Yaoi drama still in progress) "So many disturbing childhood memories I can't get over. They affect my life to the point I can't go out in public without my skin turning to horripilation, everything disgusts me, I can't possibly trust anyone. The thought of myself makes my stomach churn, I'm a terrible excuse for...
