Bottledup Stories

Dinah Jane One shots of varying types.

Paz is an illegal emotion bottler who sells her concoctions on the black market, and there's every chance for something to go wrong. She is also being blackmailed by royalty in order to keep her shop open. When things go wrong, Paz teams up with an assassin-in-training and a bounty hunter to help stop the world from changing for the worse. -- This is my first time writing on Wattpad so I'd love people to read my story and help me make it better! :)

I am, bottled up.

some poetry for the soul. mostly the things i keep bottled up, with a fear of letting out.

Everything can be put away, whether it's you, your fears your feelings your care anything you want, it's just a matter of time and place.

Everything I need to say but I just can't find the words

Why do we put up walls?

I write down in words until it all not longer Hurts

Some people and things in my life just really piss me off, this is a collection full of those experiences

(DISCONTINUED) Leila. The most headstrong, stubborn, rude girl the little town's seen in a long time. She knew what she wanted, where she wanted it, and how she wanted it. Always did. Now all she had to do was get it. So naturally, one would assume that it doesn't help when a tragedy leaves her orphaned and forces her to live with people she absolutely loathes - her cheery, donut-loving half-uncle and her diligent, oh-so-precious half-sister. And, to act as the cherry on top of the burnt, disastrous cake that was her life, the strangest little ball - or rather, speck - of light, which suspiciously only seems to appear on her birthday, seems absolutely determined to mess with her head, ruin her plans, and make her see that, just maybe, things weren't as bad as they seemed. // ONGOING Published : 17th November, 2021 #1 on impatience - 5th January, 2022 #1 on bigcity - 11th February, 2022 #2 on bottledup - 25th January, 2022 #2 on bottled - 11th February , 2022 #3 on tenyears - 15th February, 2022 #326 on chicklit - 16th February, 2022 #899 on girl - 6th May, 2022

A friend of mine <3 the most wonderful man that I look up to, but so stone cold and closed in. He shows no emotion, as his face is always stone cold.

Emotions are a tricky thing. They're confusing and fleeting. I want to bottle mine up and put them on display so you can have an insight into my thoughts. Pent up frustrations, happy moments, and pure anger are just some of the ones in here. Hopefully with each bottled emotion that you "see" you can feel what I felt at the time I wrote it.

I'll probably use this place to vent about emotions or just to I guess show my story? Anyhow please don't bring any of this up if you know me it's really private..

I feel like I keep a lot of things away from everyone and I feel like I should put them into a story so everything you read are actually my feeling that I feel, so I hope you enjoy the story

You've always been taught to release your emotions. Let them out. But what if you lived in a world like Lucy's? A place where you can bottle your emotions, and donate them. There are two days in a month called Donation Days. All it takes is a doctor, a needle, and a request. But what if that request isn't fulfilled? What happens when your emotions can't be bottled and forgotten? What happens when you try to oppose society and the way it works? What if not everything can be bottled up? No set update schedule. Hope you enjoy!

thoughts into words, words into scribbles. copyright © 2014 quixotical [poetry #439/ random #902]

This is just a little poem a made while I was waiting for my family at a PowerMac store. I felt a little bored, so I thought of writing something on one of the iPads there.

A series of poems (+poetic analasis) as I went on with my life. *Contains mainly deppressing poems*

it's been a long day guys