Anixiety Stories

She's weird. She's Young. She's Dumb. Not Broke. He's Cool. He's Cute. He's Kind. Not Strong.

cuz I fucking need to talk and don't have friends anymore~

hi this is me writing about ADHD and anxiety and other mental disorders and how they have taken over my life

A poem about a girl fighting her inner battles.

an anxiety poem i wrote during one of the most dizzying attacks i have had in a while

It might be the fact that I miss you still, Or that I leaned in your presence like a meth pill, I do not know what or why the reason, Just that you left me after a season. ____________________ Roses are red, violets are blue, Im loosing phone battery spamming you, the fact that you are online doesn't matter, because I miss you. ________________________ Just random poems by me, it's like a emotional roller coaster so buckle up if you want a ride #367 for one week straight in September 2017

Hidden in parcels are the bits of my hidden emotions. Only through writing I can show the real me. Of what I feel. Albeit not completely, thats why they are hidden. Hidden in parcels.

Find out what it's like in my head lol. I can never write my thoughts on paper without it being read by my family so I figure someone out there might be able to relate to me. ~some strong language~

Just a bunch of Poems. About: Selfharm, Love, Rape, violence, hurt, suicide, Depression and others

----------------------- In which, A god gets sent to devildom. Not only that, it seems that diavolo and they are the same blood! Will they cause chaos and make people beg for mercy? Or are they a peaceful god that's going to approve of Diavolo's mindset? ----------------------- -cursing -mature scenes -bad bitch reader -small mentions of gore -god reader -g/n reader --------- #1 anixety - 25 feb. 23 14* #28 savage - 24 feb. 23 -1000*