Dearme Stories

Here I am to writing poetry💫💙, This Poetry Album is ^Tacenda^ I am try to my best to wiring poetry to connect to each one who relatable!! This Poetry collection is ab...

#DearMe ~ A letter to my younger self for myself.

"Dear TJ..." Life is full of ups a downs, and at 26, I've experienced Quite the rollercoaster; 16 year old me would laugh if 'she' knew... A love letter to the...

Dear me, Who is playing that beautiful sound on the piano The one about finding your way back to love And keeping the petals of the roses on your pedestal But knowin...

Pensavo di vivere ma in realtà stavo solo sopravvivendo.

This is just a idea I got from my friend @Your_Average_Trash, To write my future self a little letter thing,

Read and find out [ sometimes short sometimes long chapters ] [ inappropriate language ] [ I write whenever i want to no scheduled updates ] [ crappy writing & punctua...

Collection of letters and poems to past me or future me. Irregular updates but I enjoy writing these. I know it's done often but if you haven't yet, I highly suggest you...

i keep my thoughts here just to see if im getting better or not or slowly just dying off, not sure :'(

My heart shouts through this piece. I don't have the confidence to talk, but I wanted to share my feels thru my diary.

Just a little story, you can decide yourself if you'll read it or not. Oh and if you're lost and trying to figure out who you are, than this is a good one.

Still searching for my future wife.. And the conversation continues. John Michael

Bukan cerita. Kalo gue lagi pengen curhat, ya kesini gitu. Siapa tau ada yang senasib sama gue hehe Gapenting banget ya?

Sequel to my first book, For You. This is a collection of poems I am still in the process of writing as I look at lessons I've learned that I would've liked to share wit...

Using diary entries as a copying mechanism x

Just a note to future me

A story put into the point of view of just the average teenage girl about to start her first year of high school.

Do you think everything ends with a happy ending? No. Just No. [][][] As we dance in the white room with the checkered tiles, the rain plays its lullaby. I wish I wasn'...

just a me writing to my younger self

Title explains all. These are just my thoughts in no particular order. Don't judge.