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Just a bunch of poems, short stories, and whatever other tidbits I'd like to add. {Updated whenever I have strong emotions} Originally started sometime in 2017 Written by a teenager. Titles with a (TW) mean that a serious topic is being addressed, so read at your own risk (first few poems have to do with eating disorders/depression) DISCLAIMER:// THERE ARE DEPRESSING POEMS THAT DEAL WITH SERIOUS ISSUES. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

in which two nihilistic teens find the meaning of life when their hands entwine. current cover :: @parthenons [summary inside]

Journey with me back in time as I rewrite the first Journal I kept from when I was in high school, and see that maybe even with how horrible life is most of the times, there are little things spread throughout that make life worth living. My high school experience was full of drama, tears, laughter, and most of all constant search of love, and approval of the people around me. I can't always get what I want in this world. Life is a beautiful mess. It's not perfect, and filled with a lot of disappointments, and heartbreak. There are moments when it all feels too much, but there's not much we can do other than go with the flow of things.

A young teenager caught between her past and present unable to move on. Read more on butterflies. DISCLAIMER: There're some pretty graphic, detailed painful things in the book. Including mentions of suicide, Rape and Sexual Assaults.

First book, ❝ 𝘍𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵. ❞ just a teenage book about an extrovert and a socially awkward introvert.. but we all know a book isn't that easy, it's always got to be some type of drama or, two high schoolers fall in love with each other. can they figure their feelings out and get together? will they stay together if they do? read to find out. [ 𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐄! ]

I used to think there'd be no living without you. Then, you walked away. Like it was the easiest thing in the world. We finally stopped making sense to you. So, you left. Why wouldn't you. It didn't matter that it still made sense to me. That I still held on to all those what ifs and unanswered questions of us. Still hoped for things to work out somehow. Still needed things to work out. Needed it like food and water. This story might not make much sense to you, reader. It was written for him. And in many ways for myself. But I am grateful for your desire to explore our life's tale non the less. It was quite something. I hope you'll get something out of it.

We never notice something is missing until it's gone. We never know about the void until we know what was supposed to fill it. We never know the magnitude of the impact until it's felt. We never have regrets until we make mistakes. We never see rainbows unless there was a storm. We can never make peace without there being a conflict first. It might all sound bad at first but keep in mind that there's always good where there's bad. There's always truth where there's lies. Theres always life where there's death. And theres always love where there's hate. Put this all together and you have A Beautiful Mess...

Here are a collection of poetry I have written within my teenage years, early adult life . I hope you all enjoy.

[ Not Edited ] Love is something that is meant to be complicated and confusing. Well, of course with its happy, beautiful and sweet moments... when the cyclone of life settles, what if something unexpected happens? Comments are welcomed