Gina Valentyn
A novel
This work is pure fiction
Part One
1 About Me
other
#2
Published by matthewenglish16 on April 2, 2013 - 16:45To Alison,
You are the love of my life, my secret, my obsession. Without you in my life, I have nothing. What is there to life without you?
We must protect them at all costs
Published by snagglepuss on March 29, 2013 - 00:44I know..they're not all like that.
dear diary
Published by a.lesser.thing on March 28, 2013 - 04:40A spill of my "story," because I'm having a terrible day and needed to be honest with someone. TW: self-harm, depression, etc.; abusive relationship.
#1
Published by matthewenglish16 on March 26, 2013 - 12:28Dear Diary; It's him again. It's him plaguing my mind, encompassing my soul.
Aspirations Shot Down Over Kent
Published by PGSomerset on March 21, 2013 - 14:52The Aspirations released yesterday by the government, have been shot down by local hunter.
Telling it Like it Is
Published by Verdana on March 21, 2013 - 13:58Triggered by the thread on poetry.
Why or How
Published by Alfie Penguin on March 19, 2013 - 17:03
How can I change this to a winning 5,7,5 Haiku combination?
THE LADY VANISHES 2013
Published by Biggus on March 18, 2013 - 13:29I’ve just watched the BBC’s new dramatization of The Lady Vanishes and I have to say hats off to Screen Writer Fiona Serez
Patriarchy
Published by VeraClark on March 18, 2013 - 00:02
Rip your pubic hair off, revert to a pre-pubescent girl. That’ll sustain his flaccid cock.
Anon
Published by dazzz1er on March 17, 2013 - 02:01It’s been a while since I’ve put pen to paper, even metaphorically. The truth is I’m scared of writing. Or what it means of my situation, the effects it will have on my psyche.
And Guess were this has got me?
Published by Kirsten on March 14, 2013 - 20:36My own version of the story.
Atticus
Published by Kirsten on March 14, 2013 - 20:1210 worded...thing...written about the father in 'To kill a mockingbird.'
Santa Comes to Nottingham
Published by VeraClark on March 12, 2013 - 16:56But today's Santa was perhaps the biggest disappointment of all, seeing as he looked like a crack addict.
Number 63
Published by VeraClark on March 12, 2013 - 16:30
I danced for him at the hospital. I knew, that September evening, that it was his last. So I stood at the foot of the stiff white bed and I danced for him, for a life lived, and a man loved.
The Perils of Bedtime
Published by VeraClark on March 12, 2013 - 11:38
I frantically blew air on to monkey’s woollen tail like a soft toy pervert.
March Weather Song (Lyrics)
Published by well-wisher on March 11, 2013 - 08:501st Verse:
It’s snowing again;
cold winds are blowing again.
When will those bright sun rays
of Springtime days
start glowing again.
2nd Verse:
It’s snowing again
I hope you do
Published by AShayD1 on March 11, 2013 - 08:27I'm sorry. I'm sorry I never told you how scared I was to lose you. I'm sorry I didn't kiss every single one of your freckles when I had the chance.