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I won't write the whole song just a few lines to describe how I feel or just a favorite song. At least for most chapters. If I do write a whole song and a little message it's cuz I'm 1.upset about something and I'm venting 2.i have alot of free time and I remembered it correctly 3.i have a secret and it's eating me up 4. All of the above. Other times I might just tell what's wrong or what's bothering me and before you say "go to your girlfriend she'll help you" it's the things I am afraid to tell her and shes the only person who reads this book. Sorry doll.
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She Dreams of Paradise
"She writes, Moving along with the flow, As the words show up on the screen, The faster her fingers go, Eager to get it all down, And she is lost, To a world, All of her own." -Lose Yourself, By Allyteration (Because I'm not going to quote someone else's poetry as a description for my own.) Also, most of my poetry isn't that light hearted, and deals with depression, sadness, loss, understanding, bullying, and various things that my brain decides to type and publish on here. Hope you enjoy, and feel free to message me about anything!Kumpleto![I'm With The Band [completed]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/170475557-256-k819542.jpg)
I'm With The Band [completed]
...except I'm not. Not anymore. Not since I left four months ago in the middle of the night, after sleeping with my husband's best friend. That my husband is the lead singer of Euphoric -- yeah, bet you didn't know Mal had a secret wife! -- and his best friend is Big, the drummer, just means this sh*t's gotten complicated. If you're asking yourself why the hell I would cheat on Mal, even with Big, well... maybe I should introduce you to some groupies that Mal knows, and you can ask them. I left, but Big tracked me down, and now Angus, Nick, and Drew know where I am too. And let's not forget about Mal. Believe me, no one can forget about Mal. ~oOo~ This is an original short(-ish) story, a reverse harem rock star romance. If we want to get technical, it could also be considered a second-chance and friends-to-lovers story as well. I like to cover all my bases. HEA guaranteed. Not appropriate for anyone under 18 years of age. If swearing bothers you, this is not the story for you. No musicians were harmed in the making of this story. There are references to self-harm and cutting. This is an original work of fiction, all characters and the story are mine. All rights reserved. Copyright ©2018 by V.E.S. PullenKumpleto
What can I say
They say that you never do something without reason. I say that they're wrong. My father cheated on my mom. He had no reason. My mom married a month after they got divorced. She didn't love him, so no reason there. I have 5 stepbrothers and 4 stepsisters in total. That's a lot of people. I've been bullied. A lot. No reason for me being treated cruelly. I have faked my death to escape my reality and my messed up family. What reason did I have? Well, according to many people there is no reason for doing that. For walking away. But, what can I do about it all now? I'm Alice Wondernez. And, now I ask you, what can I possibly say now? **KEEP IN MIND THAT THIS BOOK WAS WRITTEN WHEN I WAS LIKE 12/13.** #40 newstart 12-06-2019 (40/840) #18 bigsister 12-06-2019 (18/218)Kumpleto
A Collection of Poems
These poems are just some of the little pieces that make up my life. Whenever I get inspired by someone or something, I write a little story about it in the form of a poem. In a way, it helps me express what I have in my mind in a very vague way. I'm not that kind of a direct person, but there are things that are sometimes, better to kept secret. Here, these poems are what I wanted to say to my friends, to other important people, to people in general, to the world around me, to life and each detail it possesses. Each poem has a central theme, and around that revolves a certain story that I want to impart, something too delicate to be expressed directly, something too complicated. Here, I want to share who I am. That's ... probably all ... that I need to say.Kumpleto
Worthless || Hemmings
(its now june 2018, i wrote this like a year and a half/two years ago. my life has changed and so have my perspective on writing this kinda shit. so be warned of cringyness, also go buy & stream Youngblood now!) worth·less ˈwərTHləs/ adjective 1. having no real value or use."that promise is worthless" 2. synonyms: Valueless •(of a person) having no good qualities; deserving contempt. Worthless. That's what they told her she was every day of her life. From her family mostly. Sometimes her friends. Especially from him. Noelle Robberts was a girl In small town Goolwa, South Australia. Her family constantly told her she was a mistake and no one cared about her. She didn't listen to them, kept her head up high and ignored the shit they gave her. Luke on the other hand, got told the complete opposite. His parents were loving and caring and treated him like he was a king. He loved every second of it. He knew he was good looking, and could get anything or anyone he wanted. He was in a secret band, played guitar and listened to rock music. He on the outside was some rich, snooty asshole. But on the inside was so much more. When the two meet in am unexpected way, the tables turn. Cover By: Ella-Vader All Rights Reserved @AshWritingsKumpleto
Life of lies
Love...... The word tasted weird on my tongue Love makes a person stupid. Believe me when I say Love is blind, because I've been there before ***** "I don't know what I'll do without you. I love you so much" "Same" ***** I fell in love with a certain guy and I let my world revolve around him, only to find out I was being played by my husband and someone I considered to be my sister and closest friend It felt like the end of the world to me I felt betrayed and stupid. I was always oblivious to the things happening around me. My whole life has been rosy, happy and stress-free. Days went by and I found myself thinking about things I normally wouldn't do, doing things I normally couldn't do. Well....you'll never know what you're capable of until you're pushed to the extreme. Join me, in this amazing story of mine, to know how I got to this condition I'm in right now Keep reading to know more😉Kumpleto
My Dark Poetry
Some poems that I write mostly how I feel, I don't know why I'm publishing this I guess I just felt like it. So I hope you at least like them. Please no negative comments. If you have any questions or suggestions please pm me. Yeah so that's pretty much it. Thanks bye, also vote, comment, pm, and enjoy.Kumpleto
My Last Dance
I am a wanderer, well I suppose that's what you could call me. Hi, I'm Lily. I am 19 and I'm a dancer, I don't stay in the same place for long. I normally manage to mess up big time and like the coward I am I leave. I don't like to make friends (Frankly, I'm not around long enough.) but for once something or someone actually made me want to stay. *** I have a secret, a power that puts those around me in danger. Hey, I'm Joel. I'm 19 years old. My best friend and the only other of my kind that I know about, Alec, and I both howl at the moon every month. But I have one guilty pleasure. I'm a dancer. Alec and I don't like to hang around long. It's is too hard to protect the truth but in this dance studio is a treasure that I don't want to leave. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX I just want to say. None of the songs in this book are mine. They belong to a range of artists. I have written the name of the writer and the song at the bottom of each chapter. ALL OF THE CHARACTERS AND THE PLOT ARE MINE. Please enjoy. xxxKumpleto
"She writes, Moving along with the flow, As the words show up on the screen, The faster her fingers go, Eager to get it all down, And she is lost, To a world, All of her own." -Lose Yourself, By Allyteration (Because I'm not going to quote someone else's poetry as a description for my own.) Also, most of my poetry isn't that light hearted, and deals with depression, sadness, loss, understanding, bullying, and various things that my brain decides to type and publish on here. Hope you enjoy, and feel free to message me about anything!
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