The handsome stranger hands me his book ready to check out, but I’m still lost in deep thought.

I open the book ready to stamp it.

“Miss, are you okay?” The stranger says with a voice that makes me wanna think about OTHER things.

It’s stupid really.

Sitting here in almost complete silence in this small library to keep myself sane, when it’s doing anything but that.

I miss going out with frie...

Then it begins.

My vision blurring of what’s dangerous and what’s safe.

That depressing state where nothing is fun.

All because he caught me when I was drunk.

He was drinking to, but he’s 37 and I’m 16.

Everyday before it, I was finally happy and dancing and now I don’t wanna leave a car when I have to go out.

I wanna curl into a ball, cry about the small comments and the physical stuff that...

(Will fix up later)

“We’re in this together, but I’m not sure I can trust you”, he confessed under his breath.

Gunshots continued firing in the background.

I looked back up at him from our crouched position in the corner, panting I agreed, “yeah, I don’t trust you either pretty boy”.

He smirked, “awwww, you think I’m pretty?”

“Yeah now shut up and help me boot these run-down bums.” I said a...

“When nightmares are all you’ve ever known, dreams can be a truly frightful thing.”

Yeah right.

I’m still living in fucking hell.

“JUST GIVE ME MY MONEY BEFORE I FLIP THIS MONOPOLY GAME AND COME AT YOU” Eres shouts at Persephone.

Kingston holds his hands up between them, “Calm down ladies, it’s just a game.”

Eres puts his hand over his heart acting like his feeling are hurt, “did…..did you j...

I read a poem once about how death is just someone’s last breath. Before my first last breath I couldn’t agree more, but now that I’ve met Death I can’t say I’ve ever felt more alive. Death is beautiful.

Every time my heart fails me and it’s just the two of us my mind is completely relaxed and the sight of him makes my heart want to start again. And sadly it eventually does. I h...

2-1-2024

Dear Mr. Kingston Grey, you massive, disgraceful, douche,

I despise your class with every inch of my heart. (Sure it’s ALSO my favorite)

BUT I WASNT EVEN “FLiRtInG” WITH THAT UGLY RAT! (I’m talking about Artemis here) Sure he’s not tooooooo ugly, but I don’t LIKE him. And even if I did, you had no right calling me out like that you old geezer.

Anyways, it’s not like you’ll s...

Parts of me misses it.

The laughter, the memories, and my innocent view of the world.

I know we all have to grow up and get older, but who wants to leave childhood?

I have long realized that it’s for the better to be aware of how the world is cruel and unfair, than to be oblivious.

It’s part of growing up.

It’s a bittersweet and contradicting feeling because I know I shouldn’t but I do.

I ...

This was the day when the robots went rogue. Right after the picture of Arianna and the robot were taken, the robots eyes kept flashing red before it went on a killing spree.

It spread like a virus. It started with this one and as it moved throughout the mall it magnetically lured the other ones into the same ungodly, destined mission.

Today is the 3-year anniversary for this occurre...

I utter in the most bored tone,

“Listen, I can spend 5 minutes talking to a walking brick that doesn’t give two craps about if I walk out of here alive or lay in here dead; Or, I can pull some bad bitch moves. Your choice.”

I smile, knowing I wouldn’t let my death be by a man.

“Then I guess you’ll lay here dead.” He showed his cracked teeth through his vile smile. And I burst into tears from la...