My Personal Work

Leituras 183
Votos 41
Capítulos 13
Tempo 19m

Leituras 183
Votos 41
Capítulos 13
Tempo 19m

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A collection of work that I've created for my class or on my own. If there are any, a trigger warning will be labeled at the topTodos os Direitos Reservados

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Everything I wrote about you...

Poems I wrote myself. All of them are original. (Can be triggering.)

All The Things I Could Have Told Her, de ishowrye

This is a sad romance book, and my first book. leave honest reviews thanks trigger warnings: schizophrenia, (things that aren't there and etc) suicidal thoughts, depression, death, grieving, and neglect.

lovesick -- kian lawley, de superrkiki13

everyone's a little lovesick. but in there own way. take me for example. i love myself so much that i make myself sick. lovesick. what do you expect? i dont have anyone eles to love...

im just a silhouette with a fading mind TRIGGER WARNING:; self harm, depression, suicide, mental illness etc.

Roses and Flames, de Beautiful_Darkness67

My poetry I have written Also check out my new book of poems Violets and Ashes

you love your best friend, but he doesn't love you that way. buttt then you start to love his best friend. will you all make it work? or will it all just go wrong?

Monsters Inside My Head, de the-silent-siren

WARNING: Some pieces may contain triggers for those who struggle with any form of depression or self harm. Please read with caution. I will often rearrange the chapters in the way I see fit, so please be patient and keep that in mind. This is my first attempt at poetry. It will consist of shit that I've gone through/dealt with and ramblings from my screwed up mind. These works are purely fictional and not meant to be taken literally.

I always thought that love would be constantly happy. That someone would write me love songs and stupid poems and everything they did would make my heart flutter. I thought that there was always one person you could depend on no matter what to be there for you. Someone who still cared for you despite all your flaws. Someone who could see the best and the worst of you and still think you were the greatest person in the entire world. If that was love, then something in my life must've gone horribly wrong. ~ Originally posted on ao3

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Everything I wrote about you...

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