‘Dear Alexei,’ he began to write, the words flowing onto the paper the second he thought of them, which was both good and bad in their own, obvious ways.

‘I just wanted to write about much I admired your appearance today. You seemed more flamboyant than you have been lately, which relieves me. I’m glad you’re doing alright, from what I could see, at least. I hope you continue to be, I dislike hav...

“Karla was pronounced dead last night” the doctor said once he walked in the light yellow room we were in, his eyes filled with remorse and sympathy.

My eyes widened at his statement, the statement that fractured me.

Karla, our best friend, the one that kept us together at our lowest, the one that stayed with us through thick and thin, the one I trusted with all my heart…gone…dead…

_Just li...

I could feel it crawling behind my eyes, going down my spine, into my lungs, stomach…

Everywhere it could get to

It made my stomach turn inside out and back.** **My intestines tied into a balloon animal, a second of relief, then into another. My lungs being squeezed by the hands of it, making it just about impossible to breathe. A pounding in my head and ears like there a drum playing in my b...

“He’s just misunderstood” I said to my friend, Claire, at the lunch table, who looked at me like I just said I sold my soul to the devil.

“Girl, he’s been to jail before!” She exclaimed, her face of terror only getting more and more animated, like usual.

“I don’t care if he’s been there 20 times, Miguel Rodriguez is redeemable and I’m going to prove it to you,” I took a deep breath to replen...

I saw her face again in the hallway of the school, her mouth shut, yet she was the loudest thing I’ve ever heard when we were friends. She looked innocent enough when I first saw her, the basic parents girl, people pleaser, loved talking to people. But she was more than that, she was vile under that facade.

Annoying, dramatic, narcissistic

Disgusting

Disgusting was an accurate word for her, s...

Each snake can bite

Poisonous or not

Some people put up a fight

Others cannot

Some want to retaliate

Some want to surrender

Some call it a stimulate

And it makes some tender

They get weak in the knees

Or weak in the soul

It gives the heart a squeeze

And makes them lose control

It tests what you can take

What you can manage

To see if you’ll break

Or if you’ll use its advantage

It takes out the ...

I wish she would be able to notice me, standing there at every one of her group’s concerts, there at every one of their meet and greets, there at their mansion, watching her, thinking about what we could be if she only glanced my way for once.

When she does talk about me though, I’m only called “the stalker.” I want her to say my name, to know of my existence, to know about how much I desperately...

I was free

I was finally free

Free from the expectations, from being criticized, from the weight of my thoughts. It was the first time ever that I didn’t feel any of those things. It was a miracle, a thing I never thought I’d experience.

It was the first time I’ve felt truly free.

It felt like the weight has finally been lifted off my shoulders, like I managed to find something that mad...

Late, again.

I was once again late to my first lecture of the day. It was at 8am sharp, and it was currently 8:15am.

So now I’m running to campus, faster than I think I’ve ever ran during my high school years, yet trying to be cautious since I don’t want to spill my latte. I can’t handle a lecture without caffeine, and I would be extra late if I had to run to get a new one.

I know I’m alread...

When I look in the mirror, all I see is a person who should’ve been dead 2 years ago, a person that should be six feet under with the rest of her friends, a person who shouldn’t even be able to look into this very mirror.

I think about that accident every second of everyday. It doesn’t matter whether I’m at work, a family gathering, or just laying in bed and staring at the ceiling, it’s always in...