Attached Stories

where lamine and penelope are attached to each other... (school is over, i'm bored and i'm currently obsessing over lamine yamal so enjoy the story) THIS IS PURELY FOR FUN, FAN FICTION!!! +16 explicit content included

"You were never made to find your place in this world Seru, in-fact no matter who you are or how old you are. You'll never find that place in this world, but what you can do... Is make that place." Seru is a 14 year old boy who lost everything, now carrying the Empty Void of His Universe, on his shoulders. Not understanding that it was never his to carry, but his to let go and become true.

(there's a The Notebook reference in there) Years after breaking up and drifting apart, Eliana runs into Noah and helps him through a rough breakup. She falls back in love with him and confesses, but when they get back together, Noah pulls away. Eliana secretly worries he's only with her out of pity, but she carries the relationship alone to keep the peace. Tired of the cold shoulder, she finally confronts him at a diner and lays all her feelings on the table, convincing him to drop his guards and actually try.

I cannot leave you because I love you, but if leaving you is what makes you happy,I will.

You were never supposed to matter. Not to him at least. Not amidst a rivalry that has been lasting for years. But Sometimes fate has other plans. !I do not own any of the characters! Credits: Hajime Isayama I also can't update regularly due to school. Check out my Playlist :Judas by Belieber67 on Spotify

[ on hold ] A Tale of Love, Devotion, and Atonement Three Couples Six Lives Torn between love and Pain. Broken hearts, Shattered souls Trying to find solace in silent devotion.

Snippets from the Heart. It's just short poems and thoughts that i have written in my memo. I hope you relate and upvote :)

We're just friends. But, friends don't taste like this under streetlights. Friends don't kiss just to remain longing for more. Friends don't say they love eachother just to take their words back and choke while swallowing them. They don't do all this-they don't. When you started feeling like home, like sugar, butter; I knew "just friends" would be a lie. Yet I'm here, saying the same thing. I can't help but fail along this line of lies.

A variation of quotes formed internally and written for the external world.

- A young teen life changes after meeting the love of her life....

Tessa mondal has lived in a 2 story house with her family she doesn't move out but a family next door moves in little does she know there's a sexy hot guy right next to her house in that family

My first ever free-verse poem and also my favorite

Story of a goo or latex that love really liked humans but was misunderstood lol :}

**Trigger Warning** Free verse poetry that covers topics of love, depression, self harm, family values, and much more. Keep an open mind, and let the imagery from the poems come to life. ~ J.T Davis

You and John. yup. That guy. Hope you like getting pranked! ==> John, do the windy thing

"Stop bringing her to everything we do." He was taking aback by my sudden burst. "She doesn't want you anymore." His jaw clenched, His hands in a tight fist. He walked up to me and took my left wrist in his hand. "At least I'm attached to someone's alive, Not to a stupid bracelet belonged to someone's gone." He said. I hereby confirm that I believe the story identified below infringes my copyright.

thantophobia : (n.) The phobia of losing someone you love. it wasn't easy for Scarlett , bearing to think about someone giving up on her when she gave everything she had. but she knew it would've came to that point , and it did. going through that wasn't easy either. the effect of that loss made her believe she wasn't capable of making anyone stay beside her. switching schools made it difficult for her , even if everyone else was trying their best to reach into her soul , she wouldn't let them in. she isolated herself from any other oppurtunities of a budding relationship , because she was too afraid to get attached. - artwork by sue yeon