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About me - Jovana Von Kolb

Wow I really don't know what to say, this reminds me of my first day of high school when you have to stand up and say something about yourself to everyone in the classroom. Now that was embarrassing. Ah well I suppose I can start off with my name, I'm Jovana

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Creative Writing > Memoirs Testimonies: Self-injury: 2 of 11

To cry is to make me feel good, but to cut is to make me feel better. Yes I admit at one point in my life I use to cut myself quite often when I was deeply upset about something. It all started when I was in seventh grade. I was outside talking with one of my friends and she had just finished breaking a coke can in half. I l...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: I miss you: 13 of 53

Everything was going so well.. I didn't think my life could end up like hell... One minute I'm living the highlight of my days The next moment everything passes by me in a haze. I can't seem to focus straight. I just can't seem to concentrate. These screams in my head won't leave me alone.. My heart is weighed down by heavy ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Hate: 45 of 180

(Hate is My Father ) Hate is what I feel for you. Or is it too strong of a word? You may think so, but I think it's perfect. When I think of you, I lose my mind. I feel this heat crawling all over my body, from the top of my skull to the tips of my toes. I can feel my heart racing, my blood pumping, my head throbbing with th...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Vampires: 59 of 133

(The Vampire that loves you) His eyes are dark.They remind me of a void, a black hole that I could get lost in.His touch is gentle, it's ever so soft that the sensation is like velvet.His speech is fluent,his voice is always heard over a crowd of a noise.His hearing is precise,you may be the quietest of creatures but never f...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: When you say you love someone: 2 of 4

The first day I saw you I knew it was meant to be, deep within my soul I saw you spending the rest of your days with me. My arms tightly around your waist, with our hands interlaced. My lips would press against yours, your smell is something I can't ignore. Your smile sends a rush through my body, and your voice has the swee...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Double standards: 3 of 5

Wendy is her name, and to play with a man's heart is her game. She messes with your mind and after that, it is only a short time till she can finally take over. Takes complete control and works you just by leaning over your shoulder. She lures you in like a Siren in Homer's novel. She'll force you to listen to her song, next...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Forbidden love: 7 of 11

Midnight Love "When my love will I be able to see you again?" His voice floated to her over the soft breeze of the nighttime air. Warm and comforting as it was, her mind raced with a secret that she would have to tell him soon, but not now, not yet. "Soon, my love, soon, for the night is not over yet and w...