i think after this week, i’m taking a break from writing. it’s just... not fun anymore. i write “for myself”, like everyone says to do, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t suck to get little to no feedback. i’m tired of trying to write things i think y’all can enjoy and getting nothing in return. i feel so selfish even saying this right now, but damn if i can keep going. just gotta...

writing might not be going well for a while.if you don’t know, i live in texas. texas is experiencing unprecedented weather—our infrastructure was not built for this. our roads, piping, and power grid were built for warm weather, including excessive heat. of course, it doesn’t help that those in power have neglected to listen to scientific experts.as it is, my family is considered...

just a heads up - i will be taking “fifteen [h.s.]” down. i was rereading it in preparation of posting a new chapter tomorrow, and i realised i’m just not happy with the flow of it. the more i read, the more i felt it was too rushed. so i’ve taken it down for some major overhauling, and it will be republished as soon as i’m happy with it.in other news, there will be a double update of...

It is with a heavy heart that I post this. If I'm to be honest, it was a long time coming. I was just trying to put off the inevitable, which, frankly, hasn't worked and has only succeeded in making this even harder.I know I just came back to writing fanfiction within the past month or so, but I feel a break from the fanfic world is needed. I will still be writing in my own time, but I won't be...

It's been a long while since I've posted anything on here. Honestly, for the last few years, I was trying to find a different place to post, since there were issues with some people on here. I'm hoping that since I'm back, I can regain momentum and motivation for writing again.Just so everyone is aware, all of the stories I'm posting are also on a few other sites. If you'd like to help get the...

Gotta keep moving. Gotta keep going. Gotta keep searching. Gotta find something.Yet I never do. I never find anything worth leaving everything I've ever known. I never can stay long. I need to keep leaving. Moving. Settling somewhere new. ?But I guess it really isn't settling then, is it?Yea, I know. I'm only nineteen. I know I have so much ahead of me. All I need to do is wait. But patience is...

Actually, this is a Sunday I'd rather forget. For the past several months, my life has been like a game of Jenga: the blocks keep falling, and the tower stands precariously, dangerously on the edge of hurtling to the ground. And then, finally, the wrong block was pulled out of the tower, and the minute balance that had been there, leaned to the side too far, and everything crashed down.How much...

On 8 October, 2009, at approximately 12:08p.m., I heard the perfect song. It sums up everybody's life, whether you're a teenager going through high school (or freshly graduated, like myself), a middle-aged nine-to-fiver, or even older. The lyrics to the song give a shout-out to people, and it is more than obvious that, judging by the raw emotion in the vocalist's voice as he sings these words,...

Good morning, kiddies! It's your favourite depressing poet, me! I decided I'd take a break from my usual "emo" writing, to have a very deep discussion with you, about something that's been debated for quite some time now. So let's have a lesson over our favourite four-letter lie - oops, I mean, word, L-O-V-E. So get your pens and paper ready to take notes. Here's today's rant.As one of my closest...

Okay, what the hell has this world come to when people turn on their own family in order to feel big and bad? Oh, wait. That just makes you a coward. It doesn't mean you're awesome that you make your little sister cry. It doesn't mean you're cool that you piss on the ones who have loved you your whole entire life. It doesn't mean you're high-and-mighty that you're hated by your own family.There's...

dear jon,hey, honey. i miss you. why do i start off every letter that way? oh, yeah. cuz it’s true. today in psych we watched a movie that reminded me so much of you, i couldn’t help but cry. the way those stories of those 4 kids from hamilton high…they resembled your own way too much…it hurts…a lot more than i’ve ever know pain to feel. there were no signs, no warnings in advanced, so...

December: The month in which I first saw you. The month in which you began entering my dreams. The month in which my mind first began drifting toward you constantly. Now, here it is, March, and it's still the same. You plague my every thought. My every dream. My every breath. My every heartbeat. Yes, I live, breathe, and bleed for you.It took two months for us to catch fire. TWO MONTHS, give or...

The story behind it is that my friend, Bob*, and I have been hanging out a lot lately, and I really enjoy spending time with him. He makes me laugh all the time, and when we're not laughing and joking around, we're having serious conversations - conversations I could never have with anyone else. I really, truly, honestly love him.But - as with everything else - this has its own problems; those...

M'kay. I know updates have been few for the past couple of days, which is totally opposite of how it's been for a week. But unfortunately, this is not completely my fault. A lot of stuff has been happening lately; some of it's good, but most is bad.Shall we start with the good?My friend finally (haha) had her baby, a beautiful boy she named Alexander Michael. He's so cute. ...BadMy great-aunt died...

It's been a year. One year since that fateful day that I lost my best friend. It's still so hard to wake up in the morning, go to school, and look for you and realise: he's not here. But it's easier. I'm okay with saying good-bye now, 'cause I know that even though you're gone, I can still see you when I close my eyes. I can still hear your voice when I need help, when I need to be cheered up. I...

So many nights I've cried. So many nights I've spent wondering. So many nights I've wasted.These are the products of your departure. Your escape. You left me wounded, confused, still young in this world. You never seemed to care about who was getting hurt. You never seemed to care that all my dreams were getting crushed, torn apart.I never thought I could hurt this much. Tis mortal pain, truly....

I was doing so well. I could think about you and not cry. I could look at pictures of you and not cry. I could hear your name and not cry. What happened? You're plaguing my thoughts now. I'm sitting outside on the concrete, alone, so people can't see me bawling my eyes out. I miss you. I wish you were still here. I want to see your face again, hear your voice saying my name, see your smile light...

Okay, people. I am sick and tired of updating and spending time that could be used toward something, well, not productive (but you get the point), when no one ever even comments or gives any feedback. I know I've threatened this before, but I am completely serious: this continues and nothing changes, it's hiatus time for me. And this time, I am serious. And I will NOT come back for quite some...

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You pretend like I don't exist, but I know you see me standing here. I know you can see the tears I'm fighting. No, even you aren't that obtuse or blind. Though you like to act as if you are. But your charades don't fool me anymore.You tell me--or at least you used to--that I wasn't a complete failure. That I could do anything I put my mind to. That's all changed now, though. Why? Did you realise...