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Patrick and Pete were a couple for five years. They loved each other with everything they had and they would never give up on each other even on their darkest days. They can't live without each other, but what if they can't even die without each other? TW: mentions of suicide and depression

My dark thoughts became stronger so I decided to start making deep poetry.

It's the second to last day of Spring Break and Eden still has yet to do anything remotely "fun." After deciding that a sleepover is the best thing she can do on such short notice, she asks her strict-but-not-so-strict mom if she can have said sleepover, and got the go ahead. Now, all she has to do is invite her friends, which would normally be pretty simple. But not with this friend group. THIS IS NOT SERIOUS!! I WROTE THIS AS A JOKE FOR MY FRIENDS BECAUSE THEY DIDN'T COME TO MY SLEEPOVER

There isn't much of these. Happy boi hours, sad boi hours, lust boi hours just a lot of boi hours with tree bros >w<* *>w< was my cat ( ‾ʖ̫‾)

These are some stuff that I dre w cuz y not. A lot are people. Possibly gay... probably gay dra wings in this. Why am I doing dra wings instead of just saying drawings? Idfk. I just can. So I am. lol Daily updates maybe.

a girl askes her self where are you my "soulmate" when I need you

just how i feel about all the time

my sucky poem

let's talk trash cause das fun boi

Just some self harm, depression, anxiety quotes ( are not mine )

Lyrics of Shinitai Chan (Miss Wanna Die) by JubyPhonic

"Maybe the truth is what we need.... ....Or maybe not"

A poem about thinking of her during hard times

Hey, My Name Is Cora Jane, I'm 14. Stella Marls, Is Like A sister To Me. I've Known Her Since I was Born, Our Mothers Were Great Friends. Stella's Helped Me Through So Much. When I Was 4 My father Cheated On My Mother, When She Confronted Him, He said It Was True, But Also Said That Since She Was Snooping Around In His Business That, She Needed To Be Punished. That Night My Father Tied My Mother Down, He Then Grabbed Me And Tied Me To My Beating Chair, He Forced Me to Watch Her Die. I live On My own And Get Paid By The Government And I Have A Boyfriend Named Alex Cot, This Is My Story

This is a poetry book. Some of the poems i write myself others i get from online. Feel free to comment any poems you'd like me to add into this book.

**This book features short, fun, snappy chapters** **Perfectly fine as a standalone** [Caution: may pack a couple of gutpunches.] "First things first: this is the story of how I die. Over and over again." __________________________________ Marra is NOT a vampire. He is a normal human, just like you. At least, that's what he tells himself. Life pits him against odds so bleak, that he'd rather die than face them. That's precisely the problem though. He just doesn't seem to . . . die. And now he's headed towards his worst nightmare, accompanied by a grumpy one-armed adult, a quippy spirit, a copperhead nerd, a sassy actor, a beagle, and a corpse. Welcome to his wacky world. Herein lies a hilarious, heartfelt, and first-hand account from Marra himself, ridden with characters to tickle your funnybone, witchraft to bewitch you, and loads of weird but laugh-out-loud stuff. Like, loads. Enjoy. ______________________________________ { Awesome cover by @jaszthewayyoulikeit } #completed ***All rights reserved: Do not recreate or plagiarise. This is an original work.***

What happen when you caught a devil attention

ugh u should know that.. if u wanna be happy or smth like that, u SHOULDN'T HAVE TO FALL IN LOVE.... all that i needed to say its that.. i needed to write how my soul feelin somewhere.. i dont care for ur opinion cuz thats based on my real life and so on.

idk how long this can go on for, I write nearly everyday