a sorrow
living on a whim, life is always grim...
taking all I can, dying is the plan...
writing to release the pain, but in the end only I gain...
you will read the stories I write, but you will never know the fight... 
ive suffered with the darkness alone and for too long, maybe thats why I fix it with a song...
my words of despair are ones no one shares, but at least you wasted your time here so...some one cares...
The Truth
Hello. You have decided, for whatever reason, to kill a few brain cells reading the stories and collections I have documented. Thank you for your bold choice. Not many dare to venture too far into my deeply twisted brain. I'm not sure what I am legally allowed to say as my role as an author, mainly because I like to drag the police into everything. I have minimal involvement with legal authorities; however, I make plenty of crappy jokes about being arrested. Also, I'm writing this as a vaguely buzzed, not drunk (since MaMiSe17), person. Meaning that my judgement is worse that usual. I do not have a drinking problem and am almost always sober at school. My friend, MaMiSe17, also known M17as in my story, This was fate.., has a drinking problem. He can't tell his parents and I'm stuck. He's an amazing person, and I'm getting too far deep into my shit-show life for just the "About The Author" section." Anyway, most of my stories have been based on real event and real people. In order to keep the identities secret, I have changed all names of people (this has been mentioned in most of my stories). My works also contain *ahem* sexual content, drugs, alcohol, depression, suicide, depressive thoughts, suicidal thoughts, blood, violence, and strong fucking language. I also don't have anyone to proof read, so incorrect punctuation will also be included for the price of free! Buzzed, not drunk. Random, but cool. Also, if you really wanna dive deep into my fucked up mind, my Pinterest is Lily Rebellion. I'm running out of letters, so enjoy