the girl who lives in delusion

my pride and joy

❤ = author favourite 

total works: 75

Fanfiction

Harry Potter

Mr. Perfectly Fine

 in which harry isn’t fine

Boyfriend   ❤

 in which ron gets jealous

Loved You First  ❤ (literally my fav thing i’ve ever written)

 in which ron and harry go through a friendship breakup  

Dear Fred

 in which george writes a letter to fred

Colours

 in which ginny and luna realize their feelings for each other

this is me trying  ❤

 in which draco crumples under pressure

Change

 in which lily gets married

Fifteen  ❤

 in which ginny grieves and ron rages

You All Over Me

 in which hermione and ron try to heal

Half The World Away  

 in which there are ghosts, and there is harry  

I Forgot That You Existed   

 in which luna is an introvert

How You Get The Girl  ❤

 in which ron makes a *totally foolproof* plan to get hermione

Soon You’ll Get Better  ❤

in which everyone is hurt

Marvel

Leverage - Part One Part Two

 in which y/n gets kidnapped - peter parker x reader

Falling 

 in which yelena tries to get natasha back

Miss You

 in which tony misses peter and peter misses tony

hope ur ok

 in which peter realises how much better off people are without him

Six of Crows

my tears ricochet  ❤

 in which jan is an asshole

Original Work

poetry

happiness

ghost shoes  ❤

birds

burning world

star

so this is love

wolves  ❤

all i know

flames

solar system  ❤

something i never had

cinderella  ❤

harry and hermione

memories

shadows of us ❤

grown ups

part of my life (happiest)

january

withering

profile picture

beauty and the beast ❤

expectations

human

fifteen

the beauty underneath

august

the 1

brown

words : numbers

undercover

skinny skinny  ❤

champagne problems

speak

white  ❤

love never dies

closer

pressure

butterflies

selfish

death  ❤

10:30

broken people

panic attack

soon you’ll get better

little me ❤

mirror

torn

lock & key

the shape of a flower

candle wax ❤

protect you ❤

ophelia after all  ❤

i’m not ready to see you go

in sickness and in health  ❤

do i look like i’ve been crying

petals

good person

crying in the shower

question mark

look at me

queen of hearts

1870s shit

dance with the devil

ghosts

suffocated in oxygen

evil witch

what happened to me?

eggshells

just fine

night

idolize

all my friends hate me  ❤

conditional

wrong ideas

medication in the cupboard  ❤

funeral home

light sleeper

bloodstain

ribs

polaroids

i need therapy

i don’t think she loves me

annoying

destroyer

Essays

destructible: a collection of words about friendship and my self destructive habits

watered down coffee: an essay about being biracial

Short Stories

i’m never happy

and it’s because of you

the best day of my life

and you destroyed it

i gave you good news

and you thought i was insane

you wonder why i’m sad

and then destroy me

what did i do to deserve this

i was just excited

you’re so fucking perfect

everybody loves you

i’m not saying i don’t get why

but it’s just annoying

you’re so good at everything

but you fucking deny it

how do you think it makes me feel

when you trigger me

but i don’t want to say so

i don’t want to seem annoying

why does everybody love you

part of me feels like i can’t talk about this

because someone has it worse

i’m invalidating myself

but maybe i deserve it

because i’ll never be enough

she’s never said it out loud

but i don’t think i’m enough for her

i don’t think she loves me anymore

i know i’m not supposed to say that

but i think it’s true

she’ll deny it, of course

but what if it’s true

what if i’m not doing enough

i’ve been crying a lot

it’s the only thing i feel anymore

i have days where i can’t breathe

feels like the end of the world

i hate the way i look

my stomach is too big

i really need therapy

you were my friend first

but you’re slipping away

there are pictures without me

and with them instead

is it normal to feel like this

is it normal to hate everyone

even when it’s not their fault

but why am i not in the polaroids

some days i can see my ribs

those are good days

i don’t eat anything on those days

how do i get through it?

i think i just like the pain

do you like the way i look?

i have scars you can’t see

there’s a bloodstain on my brain

i have these dreams

flashbacks, i suppose

there’s crying, there’s screaming

sometimes i think i won’t woke up

sometimes i think i’m stuck there forever

but i do wake up

and somehow that’s no better

i have a bloodstain on my brain

my brain keeps me up at night

thoughts run around like a rabid animal

sometimes it freaks me out,

the things i think

i had an epiphany one night

it sent chills down my spine

i think i hate my brain

because it clearly hates me

why else would it make me think these things

i’ve never missed you more

please just come home

you’ve talked to me in dreams

i just need the real thing

i’m not the best at coping

that much is clear

maybe i hid this too well

i think i hid it from myself

i broke down last week

it was not pretty

all i want is to have you back

i feel nothing anymore

it’s all just pain

there’s some tablets in the cupboard

late nights tell me everything i already know

it’s becoming too much

what if i just

who’s the one with the wrong idea

how can they not understand

and you’ve only knows for days

sometimes i doubt myself

and it’s all because of you

i don’t know what’s true

and it’s because of you

i have this problem where i don’t eat

i let the demons in my mind swarm my body

i let them roam

it got bad but i still told you nothing

and this is exactly why

you said they have the wrong idea

that they don’t know whats going on

but they know a hell of a lot more than you do

i really don’t know what’s so hard to understand

i eat less to make you like me

i run faster, i run more

nothings changing

it’s not working

what the fuck do i need to do for you to love me

i’ve broken my body for you

and it’s done nothing

but some days it works

some days i succeed

those days i wish would last forever

because, yes, my body is broken

all my friends hate me

make plans on their own

photos in instagram and i’m not there

are you happy when i cancel

are you happy when i leave

do you want me to come back

or would you smile if i never did

everyone hates me

i know it’s true

it’s never bothered me before

i don’t know why it does now

and there’s nothing i can do

she’s built up on a pedestal

like she’s some sort of motherfucking god

but what you can’t see beyond the mask

is the knife held behind her back

she cuts me and it bleeds

and the next day gives me everything i need

the wounds are still there

but i’m losing my mind

i have scars all in my head

so excuse me when i say

i know i’m being blunt but

everything feels pointless

why am i even here

i didn’t get a choice

you’re expected to be happy

when really there’s no reason

for why i’m even on the earth