Twenty-one Stories

The tears have been long gone Since the page was torn apart I don't need the paper now I know my poems by heart The poems are my life for now Now, then, and forever These are the deepest depths of my heart Much heavier than a feather The life of me will be in this story If you would so kindly read every page I have told you feeling and feeling I have let my heart out of it's cage

This is not a story. This is a version of my suffocating thoughts translated into words. I... need therapy.

A small town girl trying to live life after turning twenty-one but to her surprise......

A girl and her life. A daily intro (after first two parts.) An insight to my life. Hope you enjoy.

"A kitchen sink to you is not a kitchen sink to me"

Original Poem #21

He needed something. He needed help. He never asked. So no one came.

(Twenty-one pilots fanfic) TRIGGER WARNING!!!

tyler x reader, josh x reader, and lots of tyler x reader x josh threesomes because i'm that bitch. ( will contain smut, i'll put warnings )

Grace who is in search of her father's killer became a detective agent and came across a case that uncovered the mystery which was echoing since her childhood. She and her partner Mr. Aden are on the mission to get the criminal on his knees and get her father justice that he deserved year's back. A murder case which is brutally affecting her head and playing tricks with her. The cold-blooded murderer knows everything about her and keeps following all her steps...

Isabella Gonzalez is a 21 year old med student who likes to party with he bestfriend Quince. On her 21st birthday she meets a sexy stranger with a Russian accent. "Isabella a pretty name for a pretty girl" when he says my name I shiver. " You're feisty I think i'll keep you" started ~09/12/2019

My first storybook series! Please do comment and tell my what you think (be honest....yay or nay?) and even post your own ideas. They would be helpful if I get writer's blcok or something and I will definitly credit you on your idea if I use it :P

Natalie never tried to live her love life by the rules. Are there even any? Until one day that a cupid gave her a notebook and written there were the very guidelines she used on knowing who to hit and who to match. Looks like Nat's brain was shot by a cupid's arrow instead of her heart. "There are simple rules when it involves love. Learn these with your mind. Follow these with your heart."

"hey! nice hair." josh complimented the girl with bubblegum hair. "thanks, joshy boy." she winked at him. she still could not believe she called joshua william dun, 'joshy boy' in person. or the fact that josh had complimented her pink coloured hair.

The boy looked up, down, to the right, and then to the left, desperately avoiding the point demanding his attention directly in front of him. The minister went on. "He was a son..." The boy's thoughts jerked back to reality. "a brother..." His eyes locked with the rain-soaked casket. "and a friend." The boy's shoulders began to shake. They were joined with a sigh at first, then a small whimper, and soon after, the strained, agonized, unsteady wailing that always accompanied weeping, and his shoulders shook uncontrollably with hopeless sobs.

Maybe if I squeeze my eyes shut i'll go back Maybe it'll all fall back into place

A proper description to come - what I can tell you however is how this will be a tale of treachery, deceit, romance and coming of age. If you love either the classic movie Labyrinth or Twenty One Pilots (Dun especially) you are in for a bloody treat- literally and figuratively :))

This story is about my life. About me living with an evil stepmother. Raising my two siblings. Being cyberbullied constantly. Leaving Bruises. Honestly what else could happen?