A song I wrote about a deranged stalker.

A poem about love that hides.

I don’t know who this is about, but I know I don’t love him.

A young woman gains an unwelcome admirer.

Saving the girl you love from yourself isn’t always easy, and maybe you shouldn’t always try to be yourself, whoever that is.

This is the first "book" I wrote way back when I was fourteen years old. I am thinking about rewriting it and could use some suggestions and overall feedback on the plot and story in general. Thank you for your help!

A brief excerpt from my life involving my stalker, a vampire.

About a woman who picked me up at a lakefront concert. I think.

An experience I had a few years ago, how I ended up OK, and how you can too.

Fact: Only garbage are recycled not people. And even garbage are segregated into biodegradable and non biodegradable.