"this is your kind of story. no one is the good guy-- no one is the bad guy-- the blame shifts from monster to monster and in this place everyone bares their teeth." [featured. highest ranking: #6 in poetry.]

"There's this whole school of delinquents here and yet you still manage to piss me off the most." "I like you too, you idiot." SECOND BOOK IN THE WICKED SERIES

"What, you don't think I'm a bad boy?" "We're in an camp for delinquents. They're all bad boys here." FIRST BOOK IN THE WICKED SERIES

❝ I don't know how it happened but -- everything around us fell crashing to the ground. We found ourselves in a world where we didn't belong; we shouted and screamed until our lungs were dry and our tears were black and blue, but no one heard us. No one saved us. No one dared to fix us. Now we only have each other and I'm worried -- I'm worried that may not be enough. ❞ in which he speaks in broken syllables and she speaks in flawless poetry. (lowercase intended.)

and our bloodstreams were poisoned by this toxic love. [[lowercase intended.]]

sometimes we need someone else to voice our thoughts sometimes our heads are screaming words we don't understand sometimes there's a silence so deafening you can't think and that's okay ***** a collection of poems by yours truly cause everyone needs a friend sometimes copyright © 2018

BLACK MIRROR meets PRETTY LITTLE LIARS in this multimedia thriller where an anonymous advice website gets hacked and the dark origins of the site start to come to light. (shortlisted for the 2017 wattys, #1 in mystery/thriller)

Cassie, 18, never kissed, never drank, never smoked, practically never did anything remotely adventurous, was planning to leave high school unscathed. But when her heart got broken by the school's King, Desmond, she was determined to have a change of plans. Armed with a new look, a new persona, and an army of professional liars and tricksters, she was going all out to bring down the high and mighty Mr. Heartless. Even if she had to break her own heart for the sake of it. Because frankly my dear, all's fair in love and war.

Perhaps someday these words will make up for the bloodshot eyes and sleepless nights. [H.R: #13 in Poetry] beautiful cover by: @-averagesky

"Relax, my beloved. I'll never leave you, even in death," Tamsin promises. "That's what I'm afraid of," I agree. x Wesley Burks' world came crashing down the day he found out that his girlfriend of two years and best friend of four years, Tamsin Long, died in a gruesome car accident. He was sure he had lost all- his closest friend, his love, his rock- but most importantly, his sanity, especially when he walked into his room after coming home from her funeral to find Tamsin sitting cross-legged on his bed, reading a book. A year later and Tamsin is still everywhere. She follows Wesley to school, sleeps beside him and trails around him in the kitchen while he's making his morning cereal. No one else can see her, and no one knows that Tamsin never really left Wes- and they like it that way. To everyone else Tamsin is dead but to Wesley, she hasn't been gone for more than a couple of days. Things start to go downhill, and rapidly, when a new girl arrives at school. Wesley finds himself slowly befriending her- his first friend since Tamsin 'died'. That's when Tamsin begins to change dramatically, in a violent, threatening, spine-chilling way and suddenly, Wesley can't even recognize the girl glaring at him from the corner of his room who can only be seen by his own eyes.