three am.

you haven't really met me until it's three am and we're all alone.

illusionists

“ a collection of hallucinations ”

cotton candy machine (a poem)

a poem about writing poems

The Sweater Trade

in which marcus and audrey exchange sweaters. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2014. N. A.

Damage is done

I used to think b e a u t i f u l things did no harm until I harmed myself because of words spoken from a b e a u t i f u l mouth and letters strung into bitter sentences by b e a u t i f u l fingertips *** This is just a bunch of poems I write. I WRITE THEM ALL YOU MAY NOT USE THEM. sometimes I don't use capi...

Replay

in which a guy named peter records his thoughts and memories for a girl named alice as he tries to replay their relationship.

snap

she brought the camera up to her eye level and snapped a quick photo of him."why must you take multiple pictures on daily basis?" he grunted, evidentially irritated as she rested her camera on her lap calmly, she began, "because I know that one day we'll go our separate paths and lose contact so I want to keep as much...

locked

❝ julia adored simple things like, the soft medley of the violin or the sound of rain drops pouring. ❞ mystery, adventure and with a hint of romance. you get the picture. // lower caps intended. // may have rather sexual content. // it shall start slow and sometimes shortly detailed.

ｄｅａｒ ｏｌｉｖｅｒ

dear oliver: there's something i have to tell you. lilly. [ 11 | 30 | 14 - #146 Teen Fiction ] [ © jude rigor two-thousand-&-fourteen ]

difference

reminisces; ❝I never knew he would be such a prominent part of my life.❞

mari mez and the subway songs

❝There was a short woman in the corner. She had on a black, tulle dress, which looked like she had just pulled it on lazily, and was barefooted, sand in the crevices of her toes, quite appropriate for the late June weather. But not very appropriate for New York City, considering the beaches were scare and shitty, and...

Like Snow

"Why do you call me that?" "Everyone has been calling you Snow Queen since you transferred schools and you're just now asking why?" he asked incredulously. "Yeah, I guess I am." He looked straight into my eyes and said, "It's because you're like snow; beautiful and cold."

ignorance || c.l two shot

"It's not how you're living your life, it's why you are. You simply can't helps he way you were born. But you can accept it. I love you more than you'll ever love yourself and I know that, in time, I can help you. If only you let me."

Lessons of love

Birdy

"You look dead." I'm not dead. I'm still alive. Don't look at me. I'm ugly. I need to be perfect. Absolutely perfect.

Monique

He runs his fingers through her hair and tugs on it. "You're my doll," he says as he breathes her in. "You need me. You're mine to play with. You're mine. Without me, you're nothing." What happens when he one day disappears and the monsters buried deep in the basement begin scratching the walls and howling he...

Here We Go Again ✓

Tyson Williams has demons to battle with. Growing up in a run-down neighborhood, he learned to rely only on himself. The sole person he enjoys talking to is his childhood friend Angel; everybody else he simply disregards. That is until he runs into a cocky foreign brunette, whose provocative attitude makes it impossib...

Death is My BFF Rewritten (Book 1 of the Rewritten Death Chronicles)

Death is My BFF is now published as a Hardcover, Paperback, and E-book with W by Wattpad Books! As Wattpad reader you can access the original rough draft version here, and published version details inside. This is a VERY rough, early draft of "Death is My BFF" and the published version looks very different! :) ...

Fading Away [A Next to Normal fanfic]

Being dead, it brings a lot of closure. Even to the unsolved mysteries of the past. Love, hurt, some you might call crazy. Though that's everyone's life right? They're filled with unsolved mysteries? This life is mine. Come join the ride. [A Next to Normal fanfic. Gabe/OC.]

Out of the Box

An incredible true story - in 1964 my father, British Javelin champion John McSorley, built a man-size box and shipped it from Heathrow airport. The airfreight was human; his friend Reg Spiers, a penniless young Australian athlete desperate to get home and win back his girl. He was in for the ride of his life; a night...

Wattpad's Dirty Little Secrets

"OMG your work is so fugly." "Can that bitch even write?" "She wrote what?" "Oh gurl, hold me back." "Have you even seen a story so bad, you just want to like, die?" "I'm the baddest bad bitch on Wattpad. Bow down bitches!" "Follow me, read, comment and vote on all the chapters of my story, or else I'll kill my family...

Worthy Romance Reads

Who doesn't love a good romance story? Especially one that keeps you on your toes, making is almost impossible to put down. P.S. all my recommended books are completed because, I can't let you suffer through sleepless nights. ;)

Pickles

Horrifying!! Read at your own risk!

silk and bone

❝Blurs of colors passed by Finley's eyes. She knew there was a hand on her waist, but she stared on, not knowing whose hand it was. All she knew was Bedisa had hit her rock-bottom.❞ Finley McDonough and Bedisa Karimov have always been there for each other. But as soon as anorexia sucker-punches Bedisa in the stomach...

No-one's Got It All

A short story that was inspired by Regina Spektor's "Hero" which is attached to this story. Please read. Please enjoy! :)