Bitsandpieces Stories

I really want to write right now, but I don't want to rewrite something like three times and publish it only after three months because I want to make sure it's all right. So this book will be filled with unedited stories, not necessarily linked to one another, bits and parts of stories. Frankly, it might even be boring to read, but it's not for you to read, it's for me to write. Mistakes in this book is only normal, so don't mind them. This is exacly how I write my stories. If you're interested in one of them, just tell me I might make an actual story out of it.

Just small excerpts of stories I'm writing. I'll update if I post the actual story and yeah. If you have any interest in what I'm writing you can check out this. Requests and prompts are always welcome.

the imperfection dare. • n: a compilation of short stories that may or may not be connected to one another. countdown from thirty-one or more. credit to beyoutiful1D for the idea and the weheartit app for the cover photo.

Yep, this is not a story by itself. This is just a collection of brain vomit that spills into my head every now and then because they're just too short to be by themselves. Like me. Hehe :D They're mostly just unplanned, drunken thoughts that pop out in a fit of typing rage past midnight... So don't hate me for the dumb stories that you might find. Enjoy!

Life is a beautiful thing, but it can also be harsh and unforgiving. It can break you down and leave you feeling empty and lost. The broken trinkets of life are the shattered pieces of our hopes and dreams that we thought were unbreakable. They are the pieces of our hearts that have been shattered by disappointment, loss, and pain. Nihilism is the belief that life has no meaning or purpose. It is the idea that everything is ultimately meaningless and that there is no ultimate truth or value in anything. Nihilism can be a dark and depressing philosophy, but it can also be liberating in its own way. It can free us from the constraints of society and allow us to create our own meaning and purpose in life. The broken trinkets of life and nihilism often go hand in hand. When we experience loss and pain, it can be difficult to find meaning and purpose in life. We may feel like everything we once believed in has been shattered and that there is no point in trying anymore. This is where nihilism can come in and offer us a new perspective. It can help us see that the meaning and purpose we once believed in were just illusions, and that we have the power to create our own meaning and purpose in life. In a way, the broken trinkets of life and nihilism can be seen as two sides of the same coin. They both represent the struggle to find meaning and purpose in a world that can be cruel and unforgiving. But they also represent the potential for growth and transformation. When we embrace our brokenness and accept the nihilistic nature of the world, we can begin to rebuild ourselves and create a new sense of purpose and meaning in life.

WARNING: FOR ALL THOSE WHO THINK THIS IS A STORY, THIS IS NOT A STORY! This is just a collection of thoughts, bits, and pieces that I put together as I live my life.

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I wanted to have a place to share with you all different pieces of writing that I made and was really proud of. None of these tie together for a story, but some of them can be very powerful on their own. Feel free to message me with questions about the writings and so forth. WARNING: Some of the pieces may touch on deep issues or views in society. There won't be anything inappropriate, but some topics may not be for younger readers.

Hiya Sinners so I decided to redo this story so please enjoy the information about the characters, But don't forget to read the actually book too. So it was originally 'River Valley High - Detention!' But now I changed it and did a cast recall now it's 'Blackwell - The Detention Facility' Which I do like way more than the original since this is a redo of my original. I would have to change a few details as well. Don't let this stop you from enjoying our cringy stories peace. ~Alex

scenes i want to write but don't have a story to put them in. sometimes also some poems.

A little bit of everything. Oneshots, excerpts, WIPs of Fandoms I lost interest in writing, and more. I feel like I write so much but publish so little because I can never finish anything and can't make myself update as I write because I go back and change pieces so much, so here's everything I'm proud of but never got around to publishing. I know I don't have many readers, but to the few of you who see this, thank you. I love you all.

Some days are heavier than others and the only way out of their unhealthy loop is to write what my mind dictates on me. the resulting pieces are sometimes a spark of imagination, sometimes scattered brain matter, and sometimes cow manure. So I'll humbly invite you to my entangled world in bits and pieces of myself.

"It was either all or nothing from the beginning for her. She didn't realise crossing paths with him meant being stuck in between."

Unrelated tales from the Zombie Apocalypse.

Small parts of me, little things, big things, together forming a jumbled up story, that isn't a story, but more a though process.

This is just somewhere to put all my little poems and stories. Enjoy.

I never wanted to be half

Piloma and the gang are back and worse than ever. New problems arrive and more complications arise from the ashes. Will the gang and the new people be able to save everyone and inevitably the whole world? Or will they all fail and leave the world to burn.

Things I am never going to say out loud