The Darkest Corners I am truly lonely Lying here In bed Nothing is wrong I just am lost In my head It's a library Of memories Remembered and forgotten On nights like these I only remember the pain That others brought me Luke my knight in once shining armour Breaking my heart With all his brutal strength Maybe Conor For truly ruining My innocents Or my dear Joey For leaving on Earth Alone The dark and truly scary Parts of my mind Are brung to #life By this pain I feel Or anger swelling in my gut Aches in my heart Tears in my eyes So advice to anyone on Opuss Never be sad at night Never explore the corners of your mind Because it only ends badly

I Miss You Lying in bed Alone Wishing you were here Your gentle breath on my cheek Your arms tangled in mine I miss you Please come back You've been gone Too long The stars to burn no more My heart is stone My mind dead We never did the things we wanted too I am sorry... Come back Because I am lost I'm dead Just like you I never told But I Love You RIP Joey I love you

I Think I think you like me But I am not sure I think you want to hold me But you never do I think we should be together But you won't ask So I will be brave And kiss your heart

The Morning After Snippet Ok sorry guys but I've been real busy lately (Apparently course work can't be 1 day late according to Mrs Paddley I guess she doesn't think I have a #life) so anyway this is short snippet of Honor's new problems. FYI this is in the middle of the story so it may be tweaked sorry Also quick note @cool2doodle is so awesome at writing so follower her! Her stories are amazing ____________________________________________________________ I sit on the counter sipping at my coffee. My trackies hang round my waist, my hair up in a scruffy bun and loose sports top dangling over my shoulders. I yawn I really should go for a run after last night I could really do with clearing my head. My head is currently full of dust, problems and general stuff which should be tided away. Suddenly theres a knock at my door. It thunders across my flat, my coffee shacks. I get down from the counter edging my way across the room. I open the door. Two officers stand there. The first is slumped back rubbling his moustache, the second has large orange side burns he is carrying something he seems quite weighed down. Moustache officer begins to grumble noisily before asking. "Are you Miss Honor Lawrence?" He questions bringing out his note pad. "Yes officer am I in trouble?" I answer far too quickly. "No but your friend needs you." He replies sulkily. "She was found on a pavement this morning very drunk and very lost." "Sorry what?" I'm very confused.. He mutters something to the weighed down officer. The officer with side burns steps into my flat pushing past me he crosses the room and lays down his load on the sofa. I rush over to see Carly lying #lifelessly on my sofa. Her face slightly bruised, her body battered, her favourite dress ripped in several different places and her makeup smudged across her pale face. "She said you'd look after her you are friends?" Says the officer who was carrying her. "Yes thank you officers." I say and with that they left. ____________________________________________________________

Mad March This is a list of reason why I hate this mad March 1. It's currently snowing 2. It's nearly April and its 1*C 3. The sun hasn't shown on me for 5 days now 4. The wind is blowing so hard it's over turned my bike (that's how strong it is) 5. I still want to hibernate 6. I CAN'T WHERE MY NEW SUMMER CLOTHES So there is why I hate this March >