Poetry
Misery
I am the feeling that steals your dreams, that unravels the mind and picks at the seams.
Dark
Poetry
The Faint, Small Smile.
I grieved for what he once was, then left him to his death.
Fiction
It's A Girl Thing! - Part Two
I wanted you… but fuck this. Take your pity party elsewhere. At least I know who I am!
Fiction
It's A Girl Thing!
How do you know somebody for that long and not have a fucking clue?
Poetry
The power lies in your hands.
What happens when someone takes everything you thought you were?
Poetry
Reasons I'm Leaving
Sometimes leaving is the only honest thing left to do.