Weeds Stories

Dandelions have one purpose. Blow up as much zombies in one go as possible, but thats not what Dee wants. Dee joins the battalion in Neighborville and wants more to life than a quick out on the battlefield and maybe this cute Peashooter is her ticket to a fulfilled life. A Plants vs Zombies fan fiction.

I had a really weird dream! Halp .3.

Isn't it lovely? Watching people die? Enhypen Series #1. Started: March 25, 2022 Ended:

"They were elements that were not supposed to mix,but they were. And just like mixing hydrogen peroxide with Sulfuric Acid; Inevitable explosion." *** "This isn't right." I whispered¸ fear seeping into my voice. I felt goose bumps grow on my neck, at his sudden proximity. Control. All I needed was a little self control to stop the feeling growing in my stomach. Soon I was looking straight at him, eye to eye. He leaned in closer, I felt my knees wobble and my breath hitched, he went straight to my ear a cocky smirk making its way onto his face and whispered, "Never said it was." © 2012 All rights reserved

A quick poem I just wrote. Could be taken literally or metaphorically. Intended as a sort-of commentary on being "different".

The out come of out boys Berry and Francis

A collection of poems about flowers and how they hurt me. A collection of poems about flowers and how they healed me. A collection of poems about myself and how I bloomed

Everything I could never tell you.

Breaking generational stuff is hard

Pomola and Floriela outrightly refuse to accept Olerila, the sprite of vegetables, as their new sister. Will Olerila's good faith toward their fruits and flowers make them come around to her vegetables and give her a chance?

Joseph Black an 18 years old becomes the drug lord of 4th layout street California. Weed, derived from the dried flowers of the cannabis plant . But the Lucid of imaginations. The highness and joy in a plant. Will Joseph bend this plant to his will? or the plant will bend Joseph to it's will?. 50 chapters A Africabookworm story.

Here lies a poetry in its rawest form and this one's for her. Happy Burpday, Ryry!