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Keira is the type of girl your mom warns you about. It doesn't matter though, you'll still go after her. You want to change her. You'll think it's working. She'll pretend to love you, then break your heart. She doesn't care when you end up crying, because everyone told you to stay away. She's a flame and you get trapped in the blaze, thinking you'll never get burned because her fire is ice cold. You catch frostbite instead. A story about how people aren't what they seem. to be :: volume II #149 Teen Fiction 5/14/16 Completed 7/28/16

{"None of the work in this belongs to me. These poems are from the book "poetry contest". } Rules for the poetry contest. -Make sure you are following me and you have added "poetry contest" book to your library. -As we only have limited space in the comment box for submission. So you have to fill up a form and submit your poetry directly to me. The link for submission is in my bio. -No word limit. -Originality is the key. Make sure it is your work. -Each contest will be the series of different themes or topics that you have to write. -You will be given whole 5 days for submission. -No late entries. -Poems will be accepted that are already published or unpublished. -Poems will not be accepted without the form, make sure you send your poems through the form. -The winner's poem will be posted in this book "Best poems from around the world." and the best poems too. -Best poems will be shared on my social networking site to reach out more audiences with your username so that they can read more work of yours. -The winner's poetry book will add to my reading list. -Feedback will be given to poetry. -If you have any ideas for this contest to make it more interesting you can also dm me your topics or theme for poetry. -If you have any questions to ask, please feel free to dm me. Lat's get started. #91 on 1th May #69 on 13th May

❝ i imagine love, i imagine you. ❞ -from chapter: in 35 words. [random poems, specific emotions] highest ➳ #44

They said he is inhuman. She refused to believe. They said he is coldhearted. She refused to believe. They said he is cruel and heartless. She refused to believe. They said he loves her. She refused to believe. Joy Miller is back at her old job after a much needed break from her prim and proper life. She has changed in the past four years, she has become a carefree soul, one who lives her life freely and all of it could be possible because of one man, Ethan Williams, CEO of Williams&Co. But Ethan isn't the same old fun loving guy anymore. He has changed. His old boy next door appearance, is now gone and made way for a devilishly handsome one. They say he is a ruthless boss, but Joy does not believe it. She knows Ethan, she knows he must have his reasons for this change and she will find them out. She knows he is putting up a mirage and she will do anything in order to unveil his FALLACY Copyright © Harsha Negi 2017 All Rights Reserved

Noctivagant (V.) To wander at night. ... [IMPORTANT: These are my first tries at poetry. I wrote this back when I didn't understand emotion and I though rhymes were what made a poem. I WAS WRONG, obviously and I recommend you read my other poetry collections instead. Thank you!]

some use poetry as a means of expression, others to create art, and still others as a form of relief. yet, the purest intention behind a poem is none other than writing it simply to keep oneself alive.

Another one of my random essays. Basically, this is me venting out my frustration with society's obsession with Perfection. Some bits and pieces may be inspired by the song Creep by Radiohead. No copyright infringement intended.

❝ − It's a terrible thing, the destruction of words.❞ All rights reserved @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2017

"She's right! She's right! I don't cut in the right spot." My hold tightens on my wrist. The red blood oozes out of my wrist. I slide up and grab my bag and run out of the bathroom. I don't care if people can see the blood I just want to get out. I race for the doors and shove through people. I earn a lot of glares and glances that read "weirdo." I ignore and push. I run to my house and lock myself in my bathroom. I don't bother closing the front door cause I don't care if people come in to kill me. I grab my razor and cut deep cuts into my arm and wrists falling into a pool of my own blood. • • • Evangeline has a great life. Friends? Check! Good grades? Check! Loving family? Check! But what if she has secrets that nobody knows of? What if the only thing she can trust is her secret diary? What if slowly but surly she's dying inside? How can an innocent twelve year old deal with these problems? Will she keep on facing these problem till the day she breaks. Her school burns down forcing her into a different school to meet different people and she has to fit into a different lifestyle as well. Meet Evangeline. Now at 17 years of age in a new high school. Not all girls anymore. No uniform. Meet Drake. Your classic bad-boy. He just moved to Saint Abigail high school. He is assigned partners with the quiet, calm, unnoticed Evangeline. As time progresses he finds that she isn't as happy on the inside as she is on the outside. Can he save her? Or is it too late? • • • Some rude language. Depression and cutting. Don't say I didn't warn you. Okay, I wrote this at the start of this year (may 2016) and I had very poor writing skills. This book hasn't been edited and the whole idea is cliche so I wouldn't recommend you read it but I'm not stopping you, either. Read at your own risk. • • • Copyright © 2017 by -moonlust. All rights reserved.

❝ That's when I realized: Either I am going to kill this disorder Or it's going to kill me ❞ book two in the mental illnesses series

No one stays the same forever. That's a lesson that Zoey Newman knew very well. After being falsely imprisoned for a crime she didn't commit, Zoe comes out a different person. Someone who doesn't believe in happy endings and Prince Charming's. Forced to return to the place where it all started, Zoe must confront her past demons if she wants a chance to move on. Thomas Morgan was just a regular brown-haired boy with a hidden smile. Seemingly ordinary, no one looked past his brooding personality to see that he might just be suffering too. When Thomas and Zoey meet each other by chance, they learn things that could change their lives forever. With time, it may be possible for them to cure each others sadness. Maybe, just maybe, they'll realize that you don't have to fake happiness to survive. You just have to have the right person. highest rank- #148 (4/29/16) |Completed 12//30//16|

One shot. Can't guarantee that you will like it, but it will surely make you think... Read to find out more.

❝We found wonderland You and I got lost in it And we pretended it could last forever❞ - W O N D E R L A N D Copyright © 2014 BubblyPenguin

Each night when I lay down In my bed With my eyes open wide I think about life And the thoughts Which are bottled up Inside me Are slowly drowning me Finally, I had some courage To share my thoughts With the World Comment, vote and share. Enjoy and Happy reading.

A year after her best friend committed suicide without warning, Rosalie Hayes was still tumbling down a toxic downward spiral that, as far as anyone could tell, didn't seem to have a bottom. The simple girl she had once been was a mere memory, shredded to pieces and buried alongside her best friend, and in its place was a girl who took refuge in absolutely anything she could to distract herself from the gaping hole her best friend had left inside her and dull the pain that haunted her every move. Death came like a thief, stealing Rosalie's life and sending it up in flames before letting out her demons lurking inside. Until a boy with a reputation just as infamous and a track record to match takes interest in the silently broken girl. And together, the two might find that grief doesn't have to completely destroy you if you only have someone to share it with. TRIGGER WARNING: As stated above, this story does deal with suicide and grief. COVER CREDIT: @urharry

He was like a pebble stone found in a perennial river with strong currents crashing against its surface making it well rounded and smoothened to a point where there weren't any edges left...or so was the façade he put up.

obsession əbˈsɛʃ(ə)n/ noun the state of being obsessed with someone or something. an idea or thought that continually preoccupies or intrudes on a person's mind. plural noun: obsessions synonyms: fixation, ruling/consuming passion, passion, mania, idée fixe, compulsion, preoccupation, enthusiasm, infatuation, addiction, fetish, craze, hobby horse.

excerpts from books i'll never write advice & nonsensical blurbs realizations & regrets heartbreak & pain thoughts & fears hopes & dreams shorts & stories forever ongoing, so long as our minds do not stop imagining and inventing and we do not stop living. #1 Poetry 8/19/16 read my new poetry collection: clouds.