Little short stories or random writings/thoughts

Dear Stranger , "What is God ?" As an agnostic I'd like to think of God as more of a concept much less an actual superior being that binds us into the confinements of uncanny religious teachings and so when I un-jokingly use the term "God" I am referring to all things good . God can be found easily through the eyes of the innocent and unscathed but unfortunately for the many people such as myself who have endured some of the worst forms of hardship life could possibly offer we must fight through darkness to find light on a regular basis . Throughout many years of struggling although I am without doubt not completely revitalized, I am thankful for my newfound ability to sense God in goodness and find purpose in destruction . I believe Heaven and Hell to be here on earth and may very well exist beyond our soul's departure . I define Heaven as this miraculous experience known as consciousness and I also believe that heaven is knowing and accepting the presence of God, While Hell is the depression and negativity brought on to us by bad choices or unfortunate circumstances . Yes , terrible things have been known to attack the innocent and there is no way to shed light on these terrors by blaming God or Satan , No the true culprit to these crimes and misfortunes is man . This world lacks morality and is being destroyed by the negative influences of power , money , standards and greed .Our planet is in desperate need of spiritually awoken minds to lead us and so I've learned not to begrudge the idiocy that revolves around our youth but to instead continue promoting peace and consciousness while in hopes that they'll find their way to light . This letter is not meant to contradict the beliefs of a stranger but to oppose against the hate that may follow alongside them.

"I don't know, Daniel. It's just... This darkness I'm surrounded by- it's so lonely sometimes." Daniel took my hand in his and rubbed his thumb over mine, where it rested. "Okay,Joey. I'll tell you what- I'll be you compass so you won't feel so alone all the time." (A JANIEL FANFICTION BECAUSE JANIEL IS LIKE THE OTP)

What if you could hear them? The thoughts they deigned not reasonable enough to say out loud, the things not suitable for even a giggly teenage gossip conversation. Would it be a blessing or a curse? Troye, the unlucky teenager bestowed with this 'gift', thinks of it as a curse, with good reason. Do you know how hard it is to keep a relationship with someone when you know exactly what they think of you? Impossible. It's impossible. Or at least that's what Troye thinks, considering he's given up on even trying to make it work. He's different, people shun different. People hate different. And it's better to go under the radar, to be nothing, than to be hated. Right? Tyler, on the other hand, has taken a different approach to a similar problem. No, he can't 'read minds', but he does have a part of himself he doesn't want a soul to know about. He's quarterback, every girl's dream guy, an academic mastermind, and he's also gay. He's seen how different kids get treated, hell, he's been the one to treat them that way before. Why on Earth would he ever wish that on himself? No, it's easier to hide, to be someone you're not, than to be hated. Right?

We all make mistakes, that's something Troye Sivan knows all about. He knows about the regret and worry that grips you for months afterwards. He also knows that he made the biggest mistake of his life, and lost the love of his life as a consequence. Tyler Oakley. What he doesn't know is that he hasn't really lost him, that somewhere beneath the hate and betrayal, his Tilly still loves him. But, Tyler Oakley also made a mistake that night, something he has been trying to forget. And to make matters worse, he still hasn't forgotten his Troye, the one boy who stole his heart. A story of complicated love, making mistakes and finally forgiving one another, and yourselves. WARNING: slight triggering content. If you are experiencing depression or you are/have self harmed, please take caution when reading this. Some content may be triggering. Not any serious smut. Some sexual references.

"But I'm straight." Those three words are the words that take Phil over the edge. Like his world is crashing down on him. What's up with his constant flirting and his cheeky smiles and lovey dovey eyes. Phil knows something's up, and he's determined to find out what that something is. //warning: swearing, self harm, and eventually smut//