reachamongthestars

cause when she falls, you can't catch her back

my time is running out. i hate it.

A short story that I've been working hard on for school It shall be released in parts.

speak up for urself.

for those who struggle with life, no matter what your problem is

difficulties

the thinkings of a teenage murderer?

just a poem. please read

can i?

Trying to concentrate on her work, but she is thinking of him. Her fingers itch from the desire to t... (continued)

goal is scored, yes you win, and yes I lose

He cradles her in his arms like the most delicate of flowers. She hates this feeling of being so fra... (continued)