Sierra Lynn

Joined August 2018

35 stories

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Aspiring historian. Fiction enthusiast. Lover of mystery.

Writer of macabre, fantasy realms, and historical ideals.

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Cherry Blossoms and Love Affairs
The Cherry Blossom Tree At 3 AM, wrapped up in an old blanket we had packed away, with chilly hands but warm laughs.
By Sierra Lynn7 years ago in Poets
Poems of a Lover & a Fighter
"Are you a lover or a fighter" Oh, darling, you can be more than one thing. If it pleases you, it is possible to write your words in blood,
By Sierra Lynn7 years ago in Poets
Having Depression Means Self-Care Is a Must
It’s been said over and over, “take care of yourself.” Most of us hear it almost on the daily. The statement is true however, for everyone—but for people with mental health disorders, “take care of yourself” is quite a hard act to follow.
By Sierra Lynn7 years ago in Psyche
An Open Letter to 13-Year-Old Me
Dear Sierra, It’s almost 2019 now. Can you believe you made it this far? You thought you’d be dead by now. You thought you wouldn’t make it to the age of 18, so on your 18th birthday you cried, they were happy tears of course.
By Sierra Lynn7 years ago in Psyche
Growing Up as the 'Fat Girl'
Okay, I'll admit it, it's not easy. Being known as the 'Fat Girl', being known as the one who does nothing but eat, known as lazy just because of the way you look. It's not cool, nobody wants it, nobody ever asked for it.
By Sierra Lynn7 years ago in Viva
Poems from an Existential Crisis Pt. 2
Please don't forget to check out part one. Poems from an Existential Crisis. ~~~ Poetry This is how I understand the world.
By Sierra Lynn7 years ago in Poets
London Bridge, 1927
London, England. 1927. She stood staring forward at the bridge that stand in front of her. The lights on each of the posts made the freshly rained pavement glisten. This sight was breathtaking, one she had only seen in dreams.
By Sierra Lynn7 years ago in Humans
Poems From an Existential Crisis
Self Destruct I found solitude in destruction. With smoke to fill my lungs, pills to hide my true thoughts, & bitter liquids to drown in.
By Sierra Lynn7 years ago in Poets
I'm 19, and I Don't Believe in Love
Hold on, hold on, hear me out okay. It's not that I don't believe in being with someone. It's not like I'm this sad person who doesn't believe in romance or anything. I just believe love, is over rated.
By Sierra Lynn7 years ago in Humans
I Have Bipolar Disorder, This Is Why I'm Unashamed
Mental health has long been a factor in many peoples lives, but it has long been ignored. It isn't uncommon to hear someone say their diagnosis now a days. You can hear people from all around the world say what they have, for pretty much everyone now, mental health is no longer a hidden secret.
By Sierra Lynn7 years ago in Psyche
Here's Why You Should Treat Your Dog Like Your Baby
Let's put it simply: I'm a dog mom. I give my dog, Silver, a lot of time out of my day and a lot of money from my paychecks, but, honestly, nothing makes me happier. I treat Silver like my actual child, well, because to me she is. If this sounds at all weird to you, you may have never had a cat or dog you are extremely close to. That's OK, it's not everyone's niche. Although it may not make any sense that my dog is more important to me than most things, allow me to try and make some sense of it.
By Sierra Lynn7 years ago in Petlife