Young Writers Society

Sometimes silence is the answer

To my second born, my little Lily Pad <3

An innocent story of first love

i want to move to the city that never sleeps

The gloomy days are always brightened by our friends. School friends!

The law has to change! The law needs to change! WOMEN EMPOWERMENT

i was slipping, into that cave, but somehow i made it (tw for su!cide attempt)

a little poem I wrote abt my crush atm

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I want to die old, in my bed, surrounded by my children.

late night conversations with the moon.

Sometimes I almost wish I could turn into a tree

Soo... there's this boy...

Simply Needed Help is about the stigma surrounding therapy, which usually stops ppl from getting the help they need.

This one is about my dad.