Sadness is a friend that has come knocking at your door far too often. You cannot help but answer – you, who wears tear-stained cheeks and bloodshot eyes. Rain pounds on your windows like it is trying… more →
Tell me, when will my life begin?wrote 2 weeks ago: Sadness is a friend that has come knocking at your door far too often. You cannot help but answer – … more →
wrote 3 weeks ago: there is a silence here seeping into the cracks distant echoes of times of loneliness memorie … more →
wrote 4 weeks ago: To the boy who thought He was my knight in shining armor, Don’t try to fix me What – do you … more →
wrote 1 month ago: This night feels like a void I could never hope to fill. Alone, I never can hope to fill the silence … more →
wrote 1 month ago: The stars, too, now have disappeared These skies cry tears of lamentation Each day does pass so flee … more →
wrote 1 month ago: A/N: I am terribly sorry for that pretty long hiatus. Thank you to everyone who waited that long to … more →
wrote 2 months ago: this is a letter of goodbye’s you will never take the time to hear me say i will not th … more →
wrote 2 months ago: i. The night is dark and dead and I stare into the darkness thinking I must be seeing my soul refle … more →
wrote 2 months ago: My world often feels like falling I am hanging on for dear life And even the sun seems mocking As do … more →
wrote 2 months ago: The fragility of the words left unspoken hangs in the air, slowly twisting and turning, as though th … more →
wrote 2 months ago: All my life people have told you That you are the right shoe All my life I have wondered If y … more →
wrote 2 months ago: A/N: I know, I know, I’ve been so terrible with the keeping schedule recently. To make it up t … more →
wrote 3 months ago: i. I have always wished I could be pretty like the girls in the movies. Blonde hair, pale skin. With … more →
wrote 3 months ago: i. some days all you need is a warm, loving hand some days are inconvenient. you never have the time … more →
wrote 3 months ago: Oh, how easy it is to do nothing at all. People suffer every single day of this miserable existence … more →
wrote 3 months ago: do the stars think we are beautiful too? do the heavens, too, write sonnets of our abject majesty? d … more →
wrote 4 months ago: Once upon a time, there was a little girl who thought she was invincible. She tried jumping o … more →
wrote 4 months ago: A/N: Since I haven’t really been able to write anything new for you guys this week, I’ll … more →
wrote 4 months ago: A/N: Okay, so remember how I said I wrote a novel? Well, here’s a little excerpt from it. It … more →