people write about things that do not happen. they will romanticize this world in hopes of filling themselves up. they write like their words are food. but i have always written to empty myself completely. i will romanticize feeling nothing. june 1st 2018- august 16th 2018 thank you, @blushingbieber, for the wonderful cover! hr: #1 in poem 8.3.18 #1 in poetrycollection 8.15.18 #1 in poems 4.28.19

[complete] what happens at camp, stays at camp ; copyright © 2016

#2 IN BALLAD!!!! #3 IN COLLECTIONOFPOEMS!!!! #3 IN COLLECTIONOFPOETRY!!! I wish for these to inspire. I wish for these to love and be loved. I wish for these to help. I wish for these to be experienced, not just read. I wish they were enough for you. I wish they were enough for me... ~~~ Loud thoughts plaguing a quiet girl. Things I wish I could say aloud. Requiems and love letters. ~~~ Dedicated to Dawn. For helping me see the light! Therapy and writing really does help. Thank you. ~~~ Follow for a follow, please vote and share, blah blah blah. Thanks I guess, you get the gist. (: #2 in Ballad!!!!! YAY!

I don't even know XD. A bunch of memes from my favorite Bands :P

"Your name is Kenneth Kentucky and you work at McDonalds?" I glared at him, "Would you like Fries with that?" He began laughing hysterically and I sighed impatiently, waiting for him to stop. Suddenly, he stopped and then, putting both his hands on the counter, staring right into my eyes, he whispered, "I'd like Fries with you." My eyes widened as it slowly registered that Golden Boy McHarden had just openly flirted with me.

Poems by me, for you and anyone else. 😊 Includes sadness, anger, and overall teenage angst bullshit. Highest rank so far: #304 in Poetry

When we first met at the train station.