Oh, to get used to you.

ugly words

Sydney, a girl with a history of family problems and an attitude to match, finds herself as the object of a dangerous boy’s obsession when she is held hostage in a virtual reality game. [ Chapter 18 up! ] R/R please!

[ A short, 1 page story. ] He was in so madly in love with a swan, he became the "gruesome artist".

upon wishing to be an artist, preferably not of the starving variety.

Wow. This is beautiful, I must say. Read it, you'll enjoy it. I guarantee. ## It's about (what else) why erasable pens do not exist. It's another one of those poems whose profound meaning didn't come to until me after I wrote it.

My job conflicts with so many facets of my personality.

about how our emotions can become storms in our own minds,they fall doen upon us like rain..r/r please

How I feel at some moments when I stumble on my emotions

Now finished! R'n'R if you feel like it.

Just a bunch of poems I came up with.

And I'll touch my lips and remember the spite in your kiss.

ya, anti comformity rocks! but any whoo, this poem is kinda about how our culture is de-sensitizing our children who are our future, so ya, futures looken pretty bleak

Life is one big ocean...

A poem about a girl who cannot move on.

Too innocent to understand the world is destroying; never wanting to be free, never wanting to hurt.

This is a poem about how the wind learned to sing. Please R&R

The claiming of absolute love, pure happiness and euphoria, yet everything falls to the nature of the world. Written with aid by the "Rose Angel."

laminate table tops fake the hard work that real wood does...underlying meanings?

The only reason why I put this under "general" was because there wasn't an option for philosophy. A deep poem, can I say more?

These are the last words you'll ever get from me

Jynx is about as strange as they come, but what happens when she is recruited into a band of young pickpockets led by a dashing master thief who all, just to add confusion, think she is a boy? R&R! [ On Indefinite Hiatus ]

A love poem to no one. Anyone, really.

Why am I so into one-word titles! ... anyway, this poem is about... well, just look at the title. Inspired by a drawing made by my friend tsuruchi! Please r/r ^^

Here rest the greatest minds our world will ever hold...

I’ve often wondered, as I stared at empty photos in the morning paper, how anyone could presume to capture a human existence in print and ink…

In the heat of the summer night, personal reflections can really make you think.

How the hell do I explain this one?