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In a world filled of inequality, people would always say, "Be contented. There are other people who don't have what you have." But, how can you be contented, when everyone else is lavished with the things you covet? WARNING: Story contains graphic depictions of violence, sexuality, strong language, and/or other mature themes. This is an unedited version of my original, handwritten manuscript.

Riddles of the lamented heart I keep preserved in a decent hush of demented peace and quiet. Major tw bitches

2 Arms, 2 legs, 2 ears, 1 tongue and 1 head. Cut from the roots and sparkled the tree in red. "It's only wine my dear," The Raven said. A poetry collection containing the deepest pool of emotions covered in wet sugar. I should inform you that some may be too sweet for your tooth. If you're prepared for the sins you're about to absorb then by all means...Open the doors. #18 in poetry: 6/28/18

Most of us long to "Be" but when the path gets too costly, or steep, we take solace in what we "Have." Remove the trappings of what we own and then what is the sum of us? They were the survivors, abandoned by the allies who swore to protect, in the ultimate gesture of greed and betrayal. Their world plunged into annihilation and chaos. With the passage of years in this blighted landscape order was established anew. Those who had been anonymous before the war found their will to rule, those who had experienced the comforts and ease of western life, thrust into darkness and despair. This brutal conflict had awoken those long sleeping, those who had ceased to care, those of immense power, the ones entrusted with the safe keeping of the often volatile mankind. Although their parallel world too was at risk, lethargy and arrogance ruled them. Against the backdrop of this savage landscape the saga of three such tribes of survivors unfold, and the unwitting chosen among them. One tribe sought to prosper via savagery, one by organized military might, and the other who ruled with no more than fairness and love. Three tribes thrown together, competing for the limited resources to survive, in a world teetering on the brink of total decimation. Driven by human avarice.

SEQUEL TO THE BLOOD OF DARKNESS The world will be healed, Rid of the Divine who refuse to yield. Love will destroy them all. TW: violence, gore, torture, rape, death, murder, self-harm, self-mutilation, suicidal ideation, abuse (including SA), alcoholism, genocide

Hello, person whom must be reading this, my name is Jay, I write a lot of poems. So this will be a place I'll write them down for whom ever wants ideas, feels lonely, or wants to read. Whatever it may be, keep in mind there are trigger warnings, deep subjects, and fair amounts of fear. Enjoy and read at your own risk. March 17: #7 in Poetry March 22: #2 in Sadpoems March 19: #3 in lovepoem June 9: #1 in freshmeat

Every action taken to gain power, no matter the form, only drags you closer to something you can't control. In a world where knowledge, blood, soul, wealth, and even rapture are cultivated to fuel one's ambition, there's always a price to pay. But those who seek power never realize they're not the ones pulling the strings-they're merely part of a larger game, dancing to a tune they don't even know is being played. What to expect: ✅️ Rich lore and mythos with a fresh take on Gods and mortals ✅️ slow burn storytelling ✅️ immense world-building ✅️ multiple intricate arcs spanning multiple timelines ✅️ various perspectives, and plenty of drama. Expect a long, slow build-up that pays off in a big way. DISCLAIMER: This story contains graphic violence, gore, and disturbing themes including forced cannibalism, infanticide, parental abuse, and more. Reader discretion is advised. Update Schedule: Monday to Friday

~"YOU KNOW AND YOU DID NOTHING" " I didn't know anything a swear" ~"After all this time! after all, i have told you?!?! you used me! YOU only married me for BENEFIT didn't you?!" "no.. i...just" ~"Just what?! afraid?! Scared?!, you never loved me!," "Hey, hey listen, I didn't know anything, I didn't plan it, I was just about ten to 13 years old when it happened." ~" I WAS ALSO 13! your family would have known you were getting married to the last survive to the people the massacred!" In a story of Backstabbing, adultery, and love will Rowen pay for his crimes or live a happy like as part of a trouple with riches and luxury?

There are a lot of things you don't really think about until they happen to you. Take rape, for instance. I always thought, "That won't happen to me. I have a boyfriend. I trust him. He would never take advantage of me like that..." I couldn't have been more wrong. Love in this day and age is often confused for manipulation and abuse. The warning signs are here. The things we say will tell us everything that is wrong. You are worth more than what you think you are. It's not your fault. If they tell you otherwise, get out. Burn the bridge. Always remember someone is waiting for you to walk into their life. Someone needs you. Someone loves you. Getting away from all of the wrong people and finding the right ones could save you. I can promise you right now that it saved me. These are the journal entries and selected poems from my first experience of love that left a unpleasant taste in my mouth- quite literally. I am putting this out for the whole world to see because I hope everyone will learn from my experience. People can see. We have no excuses to continue living our lives in ignorance. ...WARNING... HARMFUL THEMES INCLUDING MENTION OF SUICIDE, SELF HARM, AND RAPE. THIS HAS EXPLICIT CONTENT. RECOVERY AND AWARENESS IS THE PURPOSE OF SHARING. DO NOT READ IF THESE THEMES ARE OFFENSIVE OR HARMFUL TO YOU.

❖ Monsters? Monster fuckers? The hell does that supposed to mean? Yeah, our society is weird and horny ass people love being fucked or romanticized by monsters. And I mean those actual Titan height, furry, demonic, and ugly monsters. Yeah, it is weird, but hey. We don't judge anyone's kink or shame. Well, one person does and their favorite monster, are the demonic type. Will this person really get this monster to love them and cherish with? Or will this person become this monster's next meal to kill? ❖ Don't own photos or video. Belong to the owner. Storyline is by me. © SophieOrScarlet |10.03.2024