Fate has promised me the shittiest ever after... Death. Fortunately, I've never been very good at accepting bullshit endings. Echo Wilde grew up with a gift she never wanted. She could see the creatures that starred in both fairy tales and horror stories alike. Now, at nineteen, she's finally living her...
A girl woke up at 2am and decided to drown her thoughts before it drowns her.
From fluff to angst, this is your life with the Korean boys and girl. = = = = Don't copy/translate my book. © iJustAFangirl 2017. All Rights Reserved.
"Hello?" "Hey, I just wanted to say-" "Wait, who is this?" "Um, this isn't Laura?" "Nope." "Shit." -beep- spin-off to text messages (hi i wrote this when i was 15 lol) ©since 2016 | miracle
To Dylan: i just miss you. - A series of texts in which she experiences depression in the most vicarious way possible, and love is just the tune playing lowly in the background. - [Trigger Warnings for: Depression, Thoughts of Suicide, Self-Harm] [Dylan is a boy, and Anabelle is a girl, to clear things up]
❝ sometimes you need to leave the people you love most because they're better off without you. ❞ // sequel to "letters to you." copyright, all rights reserved. [lowercase intended.]
❝ i always find myself looking over to your window. ❞ copyrights - all right reserved.
❝ i miss the way your name tastes like forbidden toxins on my lips. ❞ copyright - all rights reserved
“for you, i would give all the love that is in my heart even if you've already ripped it out of me.” ➴ one third of the 'us' series. ➴ lowercase intended © troubhle 2015
" Give me a gem and I'll treasure it. Give me a rock, and I'll still treasure it with all my heart." Highest ranking: #53 in Poetry
This collection of poetry features 40 of the 75 poems from my latest book Pomegranate Flesh. You are most welcome to vote and comment and follow me. The poems in this collection show Strider's gift of being able to weave words into creative and surprising configurations. He manipulates words to do his will, taming the...
❝ i couldn't tell you, so i wrote. question is: do i have the courage to give them to you? ❞ copyrights - all right reserved.
¤ It's more fun to talk with someone who doesn't use long, difficult words, but rather, short, easy words, like,"What about lunch?" ¤ I chuckled as I typed back a reply, ¤ Did you just quote Winnie The Pooh so we could meet up? ¤ *** What happens when you mix a lost phone, blue eyes, basketball, and two people who nev...
❝When you have depression it feels like you're slowly drowning. And you were a great swimmer ameria.❞
"It’s been almost 4 years, why can’t I get over you? You sure as hell got over me.”
❝Maybe things don't happen for a reason. Maybe we're just grasping for ways to make sense of the chaos around us. Maybe we're giving meaning to things that have no meaning. Maybe we're clinging to hope so hard that we forget about reality. What if we're wrong and nothing is meant to be? We're just souls wandering endl...
An antidote for the lost, the hurt, and the broken. Highest Ranking: #03 in Poetry [06/21/16]
''poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.'' - robert frost
"whoever thought we'd get back together again?" sequel to 'innocent' [started : 6.10.17]
{Highest rank: #222 in Poetry} "They say beauty is to be noticed, so she hid hers." o..oo..o This is the tale of the girl that tried so hard to be invisible. This is the story of a boy who went everywhere with a spotlight over his head. But most importantly, this is the story of how he noticed the bea...
"He wasn't permanent. He was seasonal." Take a walk through my mind. See all the chaos that happens in it. Maybe it'll leave you with something. - collection of poems written by me :) Highest Rank: #80 Poetry Cover by: @13fallingstars
Okay I wanted to publish a book where we could do collabs. And here it is. I have noticed some amazing talent on wattpad, people who write so nice verses in small paras. I would like all of us to together form a master piece :) I will love it if you join :D Highest Rank #8 October 27, 2017
scintilla (n.) a tiny, brilliant flash or spark; a small thing; a barely visible trace. [lower-case intended] © zay black cover by renée
Poems that are written by a little stargazer. Copyright © 2017 by SharishaB
"I write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still." - Sylvia Plath ( All Rights Reserved) NO COPYRIGHT in any way shape or form. Must have written consent from me. Only quote if you give credit ❤️ Some featured photos aren't mine⚠️
Poetry serves as a way to express emotions. It gives words to what we think about everything around us. Things which we could have said so easily. But, when they are expressed in poems, "it feels special"
