I'm Tired

Now I am tired of pretending to be an innocent and kind boy.. Every day, "What are you doing?" "Where are you?" "Have you eaten?" "Sleep well" *Baby* *Beloved* *Woman* "I miss you

Memories

Everyone has memories of someone.Similar i also have a memory.There are more memories of my life to say, but there is one small moment in my life which I never forget.In today's time everyone is fond

myterafalove

The Novice—Mrs. Benson—Mary—Mrs. Benson’s Correspondence with Mrs. Egerton—Miss Evelyn—Eliza There were three of us—Mary, Eliza, and myself. I was approaching fifteen, Mary was about a year younger, a

Some messages for you~

Well when i was 11 I was judged by my look like some people say I'm a show off and people judged about my weight and I thought that they were right but now I know that they were wrong now I'm telling

☠︎︎Ey, Shawty😏☠︎︎

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I don't know

Beat it up Oh yeah  baby please  let's  hit it girls So one day I was walking like I onwed the world until It hit me  ooooooooh you know I will give you everything  ooh yeah I was tapping my

Sad story [random photo for cover]

Hi I 'don't know why people say I do things I don't  so today I had a fight with a friend who was my crush on roblox  well turns out it was a girl and they were 11 so I was  like you could've  told me

EVERYONE HATES ME..

Mom - Sofi!!! you failed your tests again! sofi (me) - ...heads down* I'm sorry.. mom- what do you mean by sorry! . I knew giving birth to you was a huge mistake. dad - I told you to get abortion

THE CURSED BRIDE (BL) #1

LENOR WAS THE FOSTER SON OF THE BARON FRED BAILY OF KIANG. HIS BIOLOGICAL MOTHER DIED AFTER GIVING BIRTH TO HIM, HE WAS BORN MUTE WITH SNOW LIKE WHITE HAIR AND JEWELLED DEEP BLUE EYES, WHICH CONSIDE

Ouch

Ain't nothing serious... i don't even mind... Alas!! Don't know how to explain I'm damn boredified.. Any idea? Guess no.. So... Just a little bit of your heart little bit of magic ✨ Let's also add L

I do count my tears....

I silently count my tears I silently cry when no one's there People who used to love me much They only don't bother to care Times have changed and people too They don't really love you They sho

Death

She's pulling me towards her and I can't resist. Her. Dark wavy hair, fair white skin, red plump lips, and blood-red eyes which I love staring into. She's sitting on a throne of darkness and with her

MOVE IN and MOVE ON MR.BLACK

I am the author this short story . so please listen and enjoy it ..... I was going to a morning Jog but it is a silent road there is nobody and no-once to talk but ac

MISTAKES

MISTAKES , YOU LEARN ! I have a friend who is always happy when we are with us , she is always smiling as if there is no problem , until the rest of our companions went home and we were the only two

Masterpiece

When little I was taught to color within the lines In a way that’s how life is the art of getting by. But now I realize Color is meant to create endless amount of space Color it’s supposed to be unre

Reverse anger

I look in the mirror and I see a broken person My reflexion looks at me with uncertainty Or maybe its my mind making me believe that I’m unworthy My reflection Has it’s own personality But the m

FALL

Masiyadong naging malupit ang mundo sa buhay ni Maureen. Sa murang edad nito ay naranasan na niyang mamuhay sa buhay na hindi niya naman nakagisnan. Maagang nawala ang lahat sa kaniya. Iniwan at i

love grows better with time.

They say that love grows better with time it thrives on patients and trust, well there's no doubt within my mind this fact was based on us. It's just the lilttle things you do which let's me know it'

Prologue — Chasing The Greedy Interpreter.

I escaped Pakistan, to take a break from my busy life as a top listed singer. Now, I'm in Sylhet, Bangladesh. — Reporting to my most trusted diary. It's the countryside. The sun has only set. Outside

My love wont change even i die

this is an story about a ture love from India. the village where hero and heroine is living in paramathi velur namakkal. hero name is siva. he is the uncles son for heroine. (here uncle son mean mothe