Brokeninside Stories

What happens when feelings are spoken, but not fully understood? Emily gives her heart honestly, while Ryan struggles to face what he truly feels. Between quiet moments, distance, and time, their story unfolds-proving that some love doesn't fade... it just waits for the right moment.

There is always a pain hidden behind every smile

A person defines their worth by what they can give-until they can't anymore. What's left is the question of whether they were ever more than their function.

Authentication of a girl faking around to hide her pains

کبھی کبھی انسان کو رونے کی اجازت بھی نہیں ہوتی۔ آنکھیں بھر آتی ہیں مگر آنسو گرنے سے پہلے ہی دل انہیں واپس کھینچ لیتا ہے۔ کیونکہ گھر میں خاموشی ضروری ہوتی ہے، اور خاموش لوگ رونے کا شور برداشت نہیں کر سکتے۔ میں نے بھی یہی سیکھا تھا۔ اس دن جب میں نے خود کو آئینے میں دیکھا، تو چہرہ میرا تھا مگر آنکھوں میں کوئی اور رہ رہا تھا۔ وہ جو کبھی ہنسا کرتا تھا، جو چھوٹی چھوٹی باتوں پر خواب بنا لیتا تھا، آج کہیں گم ہو چکا تھا۔ گھر میں سب کچھ تھا- روٹی، کپڑے، چھت مگر وہ سوال جو دل روز پوچھتا تھا، اس کا جواب کسی کے پاس نہیں تھا۔ "تم کیا چاہتی ہو؟" شاید کسی نے کبھی پوچھا ہی نہیں تھا۔ محبت؟ وہ تو ایک ادھوری کہانی بن کر رہ گئی تھی۔ نہ مکمل ہونے کی اجازت ملی نہ بھول جانے کا حوصلہ۔ اور گھر؟ گھر نے سکھایا کہ خاموش رہنا ہی سب سے بڑی سمجھداری ہے۔ زیادہ بولنا، زیادہ چاہنا، سب خطرناک ہو سکتا ہے۔ اسی لیے میں نے چاہنا چھوڑ دیا۔ خواب دیکھنا چھوڑ دیا۔ بس دن گزارنے لگی۔ کچھ دن ایسے بھی آئے جب مجھے لگا میں بالکل خالی ہوں۔ نہ خوشی، نہ غم- بس ایک بوجھ، جسے میں ہر صبح اٹھا لیتی تھی اور رات کو تھک کر رکھ دیتی تھی۔ لوگ کہتے ہیں "وقت سب ٹھیک کر دیتا ہے" مگر کوئی یہ نہیں بتاتا کہ کچھ زخم وقت کے ساتھ خاموش ہو جاتے ہیں، ٹھیک نہیں۔ میں بھی ٹھیک نہیں ہوئی

An open letter to the boy I loved, the boy who left me in this hole so deep. I'm sorry for whatever I did wrong, and I'll always have feelings for you..

I'm done with everything

(BxB warning, if you're homophobic, get the frick out of here!!) Xander Kyle is just your average fifteen year old boy. Kind of. He listens to music, but not the music everyone else does. He doesn't play sports or video games, he draws and writes music. He's gay. But not the 'in the closet, afraid' kind of gay, he's open. Everyone knows and hates him for it... Except for the in the closet football star, Vance Knight, who happens to be one of Xander's least favorite people. Vance wants to be there for Xander, especially when he finds out just how alone he really is. But only behind closed doors, so no one knows. Because typically, football players and emo boys don't get together. And they especially don't at a school like Fort Lichen High, where only guys can date girls, and girls can date guys.... So how the hell can they pull it off? They can't. Because Love is four letters, and so is another word... HATE.

He promised me. He promised me. He promised me. All of those words were running through my head. I've waited for his arse but all I got was NOTHING at all. And all I am is broken inside...

Lydia thinks he is becoming an arse. He treats her like she means nothing to him even though they have been friends for as long as she can remember. Skylar is mean to Lydia but she doesn't know what he is hiding. Skylar is going through personal issues with his family he hasn't told anyone what he is going through before. If he tells Lydia will she treat him differently or will she judge if for what he has done. Could telling her ruin their friendship or bring them closer together.

La testa era immersa in una coltre di fumo spesso. Era la quinta sigaretta di seguito. E ancora non gli aveva alleviato il dolore. Non che gli importasse più di tanto oramai, era la sua unica compagnia da anni. Il barman sospirò: "Weasley dobbiamo chiudere." "Finalmente direi. Stavo pregando affinchè ti levassi dalle palle. Ho pure acceso i ceri." gli rispose con il tono sarcastico, unico tono di voce che avesse negli ultimi 3 anni. "Come se fossi religioso..." gli disse il barman, ormai abituato alle sue risposte taglienti. "Già, non ho più nulla per cui pregare o in cui credere..." bisbigliò il rosso, perso nuovamente nei suoi pensieri. ____________________________________________________________________________________ "Evitare di non guardare in basso è inutile, sai che c'è il baratro. E 'sta vita da funamboli è una merda, io non voglio limiti."

Kentrell Falls for so many girls .. but one sticks out the most but many events take place during him and her .. he gets treated how he treated the other females when he was just finna change his ways .. Will Kentrell Learn to Love himself and leave relationships alone or will he be undercover and keep going . Read and Find Out

She was never mine. And I knew she never would be. Yet restraint is a fragile thing when desire refuses to yield. This is not a love story. This is the anatomy of envy.

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Harry loves Louis. Always had and always will. But not one time did Louis note what's up with his best mate. No, he distants himself, because his girlfriend Eleanor told him it would hurt her to read the romours about Larry Stylinson. But that's exact what's driving Harry insane. He can't take it anymore and breaks slowly inside.

After Psyche's breakdown, what happened to her? Did she ever get put into the mental institution? ...I'm not telling you. Find out by reading._.

**𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒙𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒎... 𝑰 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝑰 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒎𝒆... 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚." 𝐈𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝... I used to run straight to my mumma. Every little thing that hurt me, scared me, confused me , I told her all. I cried loudly. I complained loudly. And she listened... patiently... lovingly... without judgment. Back then, I truly believed "No matter how cruel this world is, my mumma will always fix my broken heart." 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰... I don't tell her anything. I stay silent. I keep everything buried deep inside me. Not because I don't trust her. Not because I love her any less. But because... 𝑰 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆. How do I explain something I don't understand myself? How do I tell her what I feel when I have no answers even for me? These days... I cry alone. I overthink alone. I break alone. I don't run to her anymore... Because I don't want her to see me this broken. Because deep inside... I know, even she won't have the answers I'm searching for. People say I've grown up... But it doesn't feel like growing. It feels more like... 𝑩𝒖𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇... 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕... 𝒎𝒚 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔... 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒎𝒆. So tell me... Did I really 𝐠𝐫𝐨

In this short story, Jessica Clarkson is a senior high schooler who puts a pin on a teacher's chair. While it may be fun for Jessica, the teacher may not find it as funny. Jessica isn't naive and knows consequences are coming for her, but not even in a million years would she guess what will happen to her.

Sequel of my babyboy, RE-EDITED SO, SUGGESTED TO READ AGAIN ! ( FIRST 15 CHAPTERS You may find lTTLE messy BUT IT'S THE BASE And THIS BOOK IS THE ACTUAL STARTING OF MY BABYBOY.IT'S THE DARKNESS YOU HAD WANTED WHEN YOU CLICKED MY BABYBOY FOR FIRST TIME.) " love at first sight? " someone asked. " love at every sight ! " She replied immediately. The Heartless Mafia Queen was on her knees infront of her heart/her babyboy to propose him for Marriage.she was desperate,so much desperate for the first time in her life. She couldn't wait more to make him completely hers, she couldn't wait for him to take steps towards her, she was ready to run towards him always. " So, My Superhero nah! My Babyboy.. " She got embarrassed as she couldn't decide how to propose him properly,unknown to her he was lost in thoughts deciding how to leave her for FOREVER. " MY KING WILL YOU MARRY ME ? " She asked lovingly looking up into his eyes excitingly. " No! " He said coldly making her laugh at his acting, thinking he was just pranking to take revenge at her as she didn't let him kiss her. " My babyboy sorry for not letting you kiss me hm? Please don't get angry on your Sweetness." She said cutely like a child while looking up at him smilingly, trying to coax him. " NO! I WON'T MARRY A FUCKING MONSTER LIKE YOU. " He broke her little heart again..heart that was only beating for him, her mind got blank at his words she never thought that he will use these words again for her. The voices started to echo in her ears again, she hold her ears in pain, tears formed in her eyes after 14 years again. "YOU ARE NOT A PRINCESS, LITTLE GIRL. YOU ARE A FUCKING MONSTER! " " I'M THE RED QUEEN. MY CROWN IS FORGED BY BLOOD, CRUELTY, DARKNESS AND I REGRET NOTHING! " " IF KARMA WON'T HIT YOU, I WILL. " She was the burning fire who used to burn everything that came in her way. "BURN IT ALL." Will she control herself or she will destroy ? Destroy herself along with her Babyboy? " PURE BLOOD ! "