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එක දවසක, හවස් වරුවක මං කවුරුත් නැති වෙරළ අයිනකට වෙලා, තැඹිලිපාට අහස යට ඉඳන්, ඈත ක්ෂිතිජය දිහා බලන් කෑ ගහලා ඇඬුවොත්, මුහුදු රළ ඇවිත් මට කියාවිද "රැල්ල වෙරළෙ සදහට ඉන්නෙ නෑ කියලා දැනන් ඉන්න තිබුණා" කියලා ?? Everything I ever saw, thought, felt is somewhere between these words. So if you ever wonder about me, come here. I'll be somewhere here. So in case I'm gone, මේවා මෙතන තියලා යන්නම් !!

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The things I learned about love, life, people and myself "Before you ask, no, I'm not your psychologist. I'm just a lesbian with a Psychology degree, a lifetime of questionable decisions, and rather a lot of stories to tell."

a collection of thoughts i probably would not say out loud. things i notice about people. things i miss. things i pretend not to care about. opinions no one asked for. questionable decisions. memories that come back at inconvenient times. tiny existential crises. movies that changed my brain chemistry. songs i have accidentally built entire personalities around. i write about growing up, love, loneliness, identity, creativity, friendships, strangers, being perceived, being misunderstood, wanting everything and sometimes wanting nothing at all. mostly, i am interested in people and why they do the things they do. the conversations we replay in our heads. the people we wonder about long after they have left. the strange little moments that somehow end up meaning everything. somewhere between a diary and a conversation with someone i have never met. written anonymously because some thoughts are easier to tell strangers. consider this the table in the back of a cafe that probably does not exist, where the conversation gets a little too personal.

A guy is obsessed by a man That he saw in his dreams several times and wrote about him in his journal. He didn't know he has a dark past with him... In the end of 2000's.

Beyond the Event Horizon is a home for hybrid essays, speculative lore, and deep-dive analysis at the intersection of humanity, technology, and cosmic storytelling. Blending rich research with immersive narratives, this space explores AI ethics, future frontiers, and the living relics of culture looking past known boundaries without losing the human core.

J'espère qu'avec le roman en chantier, une sorte de blog où j'écrirai chaque étape de la création de mon roman, j'arriverai à en voir le bout! Cette magnifique couverture est de @-Navalxne-!

Every Monday at 9 a.m., the blog posts appear. Anonymous. Precise. Unforgiving. They tell stories no one dared to tell out loud-about abuse, desire, lies, loyalty, and the cost of staying quiet. And every Monday, someone's life cracks open. Set between present-day investigations and memories from one brutal summer, Monday 9 a.m. follows a group of teenagers and young adults whose lives are bound together by secrets they never agreed to share-but can no longer escape. At the center is Ayda: sharp, observant, too young to carry the weight she's been given, and stubborn enough to fight back anyway. Alongside her are NK, who learns that survival sometimes means leaving everything behind, and Nara, caught between love, motherhood, and the past she never fully chose. Then there's Julien-brilliant, reckless, loyal in all the wrong ways-and the question no one wants to ask: what happens when love grows inside a system that was never meant to protect you? As blog posts resurface old wounds, friendships fracture, relationships blur the line between safety and danger, and the law becomes both weapon and shield. Courtrooms replace classrooms. Silence becomes evidence. And truth-when it finally speaks-doesn't sound heroic. It sounds messy. Human. Unfinished.

A story about grief and my grandfather Robert Anton Joseph Olson: September 16, 1933 to April 27, 2025 deluxe edition: monologues, photo albums, poetry, art, blogs, songs along with the story, and a noir novel. Section one: monologues of grief/story of grief Section two: the songbook of grief Section three: blogs of grief Section four: poetry of grief Section five: photo albums of grief Section six: artwork of grief Section seven: the podcast of grief Section eight: Grief: a noir novel

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High school senior Jess Smith meets Ace of Spades, an online friend who helps her question her mask of celibacy and recognize her true asexuality. Except that their friendship begins to develop into something more. [Featured April and May 2020 under Love and Heartbreak and June 2020 under #PrideatWattpad] ___ It's the last year of high school. Everything's in full swing for academic awards, prom, and graduation. Everyone knows their place. Everyone fits in their neat little boxes. Everyone except for Jess Smith. Join Jess as she embarks on a journey of self-discovery. In 1999, asexuality isn't widely known--even to her--or accepted as an orientation. With the help of Ace of Spades, she explores what asexuality means through her blog and conversations with family and friends. Can she embrace her true self, or will she keep wearing the mask of celibacy? ___ Status: completed Highest tag: #1 in blog | #1 in asexual Cover created using CANVA PRO June 1, 2023

*updates on Wednesday and Sunday!* A book of life lessons, tips and tricks, DIYs, recommendations, self care ideas etc. Metanoia (n.) the journey of changing one's mind, heart, self or way of life. Cover by me.

A blog style of worship songs to hopefully bring joy to others. [Uploads Sundays and occasionally other days.]

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A Life Journal It's a journey called life. I try to understand it as I let these thoughts run wild in my head. These are my feelings and my truths. I might talk about you. About us. You'll see things you probably don't know about. Or you do know about it. But like a bittersweet cup of coffee, take a sip and feel it again. This is us. This is of you and me. These are stories about people and life. A tale narrated from my deepest thoughts. It's fiction and not. Entries will be as random as relieving a memory by what suddenly reminds me of it. Take your pick. Meet me for a cup of coffee and perhaps know me.

Hi Everyone. This is Hyacinth. Hy's Corner is a place for random thoughts, quotes, poems, etc. It's our own space to talk about things which might be too embarrassing or too unnecessary for others. But those which mean something to you. Please feel free to drop any topics you want to talk about. Will be updating at random times. So stay tuned. #33 in Blog (13.04.2023)

New girl Chloe is a raw, defiant and challenging student. She's is but deep down has a massive heart in exactly the right place. She has had to grow up fast, after her eldest brother was arrested, she was taken in foster care where she was adopted and brought to Rochdale, England to attend Waterloo Road, at Waterloo Road Chloe discover's her real dad is a teacher. On her first day she's get introduce to a certain Alfie Deye's Will Chloe bring down her walls? read on to find out more!!!!!!! Cover made by (Doctor-Winchester)

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El blog de Angie. Fin.