Tags true
Ana Is Killing MeA Poem by August TomlinsonI’m sitting here trying to convince myself that my stomach doesn’t hurt because I’m hungry, it hurts because I ate too much. And by .. |
My Sober DaysA Poem by SmwtdmgdWhat used to matterNow its all useless.All those those things I thought were trueSeems like I didn't even had a clue.Even though I was used to the pai.. |
ContingencyA Poem by Robert RonnowThe moon gazesthrough April’s silver maple.To work, to drive,to drive to work.Earth's half-in, half-outof the sun’s habitable zone.The rus.. |
A Life Story PT.1A Story by Elisabeth.Based on true events. |
Shut Up — I Have a Phone CallA Book by Kari RakitanI originally released this on Wattpad, but then Wattpad banned me. Thankfully, I saved backups and am now releasing my story all over again. Please jo.. |
The Caning of Charles SumnerA Poem by J.S.R. RayburnThe true story of the savage beating of Charles Sumner by Preston Brooks on the United States Senate floor over the issue of slavery. |
Thoughts on love and truthA Story by Dripping Chocolate Madnes..Boundless, unconditional love... Terms that get thrown around loosely. Carelessly. Usually when trying to impress. Usually for selfish reasons. A.. |
What a terrible, wonderful, thing.A Poem by Rebecca_RoseJust a poem I wrote straight from the heart and my real life. |
Think twice before you hit sendA Story by trashpanda2027Funny story of an unfortunate encounter with a man who turned out to be married. |
Mommy DearestA Story by trashpanda2027A creepy story about a guy who seemed fantastic until his mother came into the picture. |
Bright Morning StarA Poem by Kathy Van KurinMinutes of 2020 coalescing into the star we allow. |
Over You, OvernightA Poem by LlamaLordA poem about the love of my life and how she never fails to find the best in me. Wrote this right before bed on a rainy, not so rainy night. Thankful .. |
Why I Never Celebrated My Country Independence Day..A Story by SulamitThis is why ,now I see the reason.My family's reason of not celebrating . |
Covid CashierA Poem by Robert RonnowQuiet, dawn, Covid.Biggest accomplishment yesterday: buying toilet paper.Thanking the young cashier for doing her job.Feeling a little sick, wearing m.. |
Which me is meA Poem by MarleneIdentity crisis |