Girlhood Stories

a story about a greaser and a middle class who were once in love (i don't own any of s.e hinton's characters i only own pearl, grace, joyce, martha, vincent, and any ot...

like another silhouette washed in the blue of the November afterglow - a dying ache of living ... || caffeinated afterthoughts and lovers' vomit ||

My school of indifference opened and never closed; I remained its only student. BORN IN BABYLON is a collection of short essays, fragments, prose, creative nonfiction, a...

on a raw planet of false belonging

Trigger warning for sexual assault, grooming, mental health issues and suicidal thoughts/attempts This is my vent book about my SA trauma, I use this as one of my copin...

modern day woman aches everywhere

જ⁀➴ Virtue bestowed upon Singhanias, they are blessed with four daughters. But the oriental mindset impels the very own father to despise them. Disregarded...

Ghianne treasures her academic life more than anything, especially her philosophy class. That's why when she received a wrong remark on a quiz, caused by the unfortunate...

"ကျွန်မက....ကမ္ဘာမြေကြီးကိုကယ်တင်ဖို့အတွက်မွေးဖွားလာတဲ့သူပဲ!"

This collection of poetry and prose is all about my life, from the very beginning to very recently. It's a tale of my childhood, relationships of all kinds, all sorts of...

promise to never forget me or the melted soft porns magazine

reupload (2016) A poetry collection that addresses girlhood and womanhood. Old view count: 1.somethingK & 100something votes © All Rights Reserved Highest Ranking: #3...

Poetry about (not) falling prey to older men with a fetish for innocence, about girlhood and those in the shadows who enjoy stealing it. I've had many names, none are Lo...

THERE WILL BE NO MORE UPDATES TO THIS STORY FOR THE TIME BEING. adrian santorio was the first girl who ever made me feel good about being myself. ｡･:*˚:✧｡ 🥇 comfortch...

full of such terrible light © z. t. corley, 2023

my diary 🧁 ( trigger warnings included in first entry )

My 11th poetry book Started: 1/26/24

my winter sun / my ailing skin / my dying roses /

(On an undetermined hold) Dear Diary, I believe that some strange person is reading my entries and I would think they would have at least a thread of human decency to n...