โข ษชษด แดกสษชแดส แดแด แด สษชษดแด sแดส สแดแดแดแด แดสs าสแดแด แด แดแดxษชแด สแดสแดแดษชแดษดsสษชแด แดษดแด าษชษดแด s สแดสsแดสา าแดสสษชษดษข าแดส สแดส ษขแดส สแดsแด าสษชแดษดแด , สแดแด ษชแด แดสส แดแดแดแดs สแดแดแด แดแด สแดแดษดแด สแดส โข sแดสษชแดs:โข ๐ท - แดแดแดแดสแดแดแด โ๏ธโข ๐ธ - ษชษด แดสแดษขสแดssโณ[pt.1]โฐเผsแดแดสแดแดแด : ๐ท๐ป/๐ท/๐ท๐ฟ โฐเผแดษดแด แดแด : ๐ท๐ผ/๐บ/๐ท๐ฟ[pt.2] โฐเผsแดแดสแดแดแด : ๐ท๐ท/๐ผ/๐ท๐ฟ โฐเผแดษดแด แดแด : ../../..@-sแดแดแด แดสสสแดssแดแด ยฉ๏ธ ๐ธ๐ถ๐ท๐ฟ
Poem. Poetry of soul. A bunch of love poems.If you love poems, then welcome ๐คPoetry is not something you can bind with any Theory. It can be imagined and futuristic, it can be olden like 20 years in the past, it can be present, it can be a product of overthinking and stress or sorrows or dream infused or a feeling of bliss. It doesn't have to be traditional or rural or sophisticated...Poetry is not a nature's product.It is a poet's strength... Raw inner power.
An excited young woman moments before she shares the news to her significant other that they are pregnant.
This is a list of stories which I've read and love. I am open for other recommendation to read so please help me find some amazing fics and let's discover it together.
Isabella and Edward have been married for a few weeks when someone shoots an arrow at them. Wrapped around the arrow is a deceleration of war. Suddenly the safety of the royal family and protecting Asura become the greatest concerns. Relationships can fall, countries will rise, bonds will be strengthened, but everyone knows that there is always a price to pay during war.-Highest Rankings:#3 in periodpiece#4 in yafantasy#4 in ladies#6 in monarchy #16 in swordfighting-[slowly editing and adding in some things while I work on other projects. There will be a rewrite in the coming years (maybe.)]THIS BOOK HAS ONLY BEEN PUBLISHED ON WATTPAD! IF YOU SEE IT SOMEWHERE ELSE IT IS NOT PUBLISHED BY ME. PLEASE REPORT AND PLEASE LET ME KNOW.
everything I write are just my thoughts.. if you dont like them thats ok.
๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ช ๐๐๐๐ค๐ค ๐ฅ๐ ๐ก๐ก๐๐ฃ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐จ๐๐ช ๐ฅ๐ฃ๐๐๐ค๐๐๐ฃ๐ฃ๐๐ ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ช ๐๐ฃ๐๐จ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฃ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฃ ๐๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐๐ ๐ง๐๐ฃ๐ช ๐๐๐ฃ๐ค๐ฅ ๐๐๐ช ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐-๐ค๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ฃ ๐ฃ๐๐๐๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐๐ค ๐ค๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ฅ๐๐ช ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ง๐
Welcome to the mind of the lost poet. A high school student suffering depression. He tells his pain and torment through poetry. He sees things in ways that others don't. Nobody knows his real name. All they know is "The Lost Poet."
I wrote tHis for tHe guy I fell in love witH, tHe guy wHo "loved" me, tHe guy I can't stop tHinking about, tHe guy I Hate witH a burning passion yet forgive every time He comes back.H.I hate myself for this.*colby brock is the main character*Disclaimer:(All H's are only capitalised in the description no H's are capitalised unless otherwise necessary. This is a story from my life that I made into a fan fiction. Anyone who knows me knows who the guy really is. I advised any personal friends not to read this. Not sure if this will be mature or not. Story may contain triggers such as; drugs, depression, suicide, suicidal thoughts, etc. Read if your heart is broken.)~DefinedPunk
Hey babe remember me?Sorry for any mistakes I made its my first time writing a FF. Tell me any things that u think will make it better.