It’s peaceful here. Away from the light. Hiding in the darkness. I can finally hear my own thoughts without other people trying to invade my mind. I can finally think clearly. I can finally be myself. I can finally do everything I’ve ever wanted to do without criticism. I’m finally…

My head is pounding and my whole body is shuddering. The excitment is ripping through me like a tornado. Like a violent, passionate storm. I want him, i want all of him on my body. Every inch of skin is new territory to explore. Tears of happiness flow from my…

Grab me, play with me. Show me what i’m missing out on. Prove to me why i should surrender my soul to yours. Prove to me why you’re the one i want to go through hell with. Why you’re the one i want to die with. Why you’re the only…

Disclaimer: The following narrative is fiction and merely an attempt to portray the inner thoughts of a character recovering from past trauma. Fuck you. Thanks. Thanks for screwing up my mind. I’m not saying i’m a good person. In fact, i’m probably one of the most fucked up people out…

I used to know a guy. He was a friend. Nothing more, nothing less. He was friendly. He was kind. He had a silver tongue and could charm anyone. He could walk into a room and pick up any girl he wanted. He was the king of his own jungle…

Winding through the hills on a narrow stretch of road, i gently apply pressure to the accelerator, making sure to stay on the speed limit. It’s so peaceful out here. No people. No houses. …

The water is like glass. Thin glass. Beautiful glass. Transparent glass. I love it. I want to be submerged in the water below. To feel the cold water electrify every part of my body as i think about my life and the decisions i’ve made. It’s so peaceful under here…

She had been drowning for years. And I mean, years. Every thought and every feeling she had, she drowned in it. She felt the words of others and her own thoughts choke her. Suffocate her. These thoughts crushed her from the inside out. They took her breath away. They made…

My fingers are bleeding profusely. My blood is running like a waterfall. Slow and calm. Yet each drop of blood that falls to the surface below, is yet another reminder of my pain. My fingers are screaming. My fingers are on fire. It’s hurting badly now. Make it stop. Please. …