This is a story about a girl called Ava, who after not much consideration at all has decided to go on a journey of self-discovery. Self-discovery in her sexuality and herself as a person. Will she be a different person after this journey? Or will she be the same? Let find out shall we... First stop... Italy

Jade Van Acker wasn't very fond of a certain four-letter word. But even though she didn't go looking for it, it sure found her. This is a story about a cynic and an optimist, a girl, who is both fire and ice. This is a story about relationships, friendships, and everything messy in between. It's about personal growth, heartbreak, and what binds them all back together. It's love- love undefined.

Our worlds were never supposed to collide in such a way that they did. Our relationship was damned from the beginning, quite literally, and that fact alone is enough to discourage any competent person. But your friendly neighbourhood idiot, that's me, decided that "true love could conquer all". I make myself sick sometimes with how much of a sap I am. And don't take this the wrong way, I'm not saying I don't love him. No, not at all. I love him way more than I should and way more than anything else. I'm just saying that, being the way he is, being what he is, does not make loving him easy.

Sometimes, the only person who can save you is yourself.

(TRIGGER WARNING) (Self harm, suicide, eating disorders, depression, etc) This is the diary of a girl who died long ago. And as her corpse is rotting, I present you her diary as it is written on paper, straight to your eyes. If you can relate I feel sorry for you, please get help. RIP We will miss you a lot sweetheart. See you again soon.