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It Holds

It Holds

A Poem by Lauren Fisher


It holds me
A SWEETER APPLE

A SWEETER APPLE

A Story by Katie


story of a girl
I Love You I Hate You

I Love You I Hate You

A Poem by Earl Schumacker


Addiction of the delicious kind
Diagnosed

Diagnosed

A Story by Becca021099


A short piece of writing on my personal experiences of the people around me.
Schizophrenia

Schizophrenia

A Story by Ekona Del Rey Monroe


Schizophrenia Is A Short Story Of A Wife Who Finds Out Her Husband Is Cheating On Her With Other Women, Fed Up With Him And What He Is Doing She Comes..
ACT 9 - Save The Last Dance

ACT 9 - Save The Last Dance

A Chapter by Kevin Sheen Tiu


Featured title from: Save the Last Dance by Monkey Majik
Internal garbage

Internal garbage

A Poem by t.m.


I hate myself for it
Overslept

Overslept

A Story by YouoweYoupay


"... a picture of a city I had no hand in making."
Empty at Best

Empty at Best

A Poem by t.m.


Can you hear me drowning now? I'm holding this bottle and eating all these pills, Looking at the ground. Can you see me falling down? I was chas..
To Love Ourselves

To Love Ourselves

A Poem by Sand Witch


Life can begin anew
"You"

"You"

A Story by Risk n' Wondering


"You"Love… Love is such a damaging feeling you can be a part of. It makes me you feel so full of life, and alone at the same time with the wro..
Hour glass

Hour glass

A Story by Lauren


This world contains empty bottles of complete and utter nothingnessor perhaps we're all just hour glasses waiting for the final grain of sand to slip ..
What's after the "happily ever after".

What's after the "happily ever after".

A Story by Mustafa Abuhamdeh


This article attempts to convey the aftermaths of a breakup and the means to cope with it.
You Think?

You Think?

A Poem by Indra's Child


I do...
Lonely Souls

Lonely Souls

A Poem by Trixxxx


Two souls diverged in a single road,Both carry a heavy load,Uncertain of what the future may hold,Combined together they become bold,Stronger than eve..
Mom

Mom

A Poem by Austin Cates


people always seem to ask what I would do when you die... how do I tell them that it would take every ounce of willpower I could muster not to tip ..
Do You Love Me?

Do You Love Me?

A Story by Tim Wilkinson


Woe to the unfulfilled man who who shares a bed with a neglected lover.
His Death My Birth.

His Death My Birth.

A Poem by Gee


Just there to make sure, no other reason.
Return or Burn

Return or Burn

A Poem by Randy Johnson


I've been good to you and I let you live in my house rent free.You did something even though you knew it would anger me.You've really ticked me off be..