Cantsleep Stories

He was the kind of man people didn't dare look in the eye. She was the girl who didn't care. One heated argument with the most feared mafia boss was all it took to change her life. He wasn't used to being challenged. Now, he's obsessed - and he's not letting her go. She never wanted his world. He never asked for her permission. Enemies to lovers. Forced marriage. Dangerous attraction. This isn't your perfect love story - this is the messy, dramatic, cliche-filled romance I wrote when I was 13... and I'm finally sharing it with the world. 💌

Hello there and welcome to a different style of story compared to my usual ones, called 'Enanan's Poetry Journal' Despite not really liking poetry as a subject, I find sometimes with certain topics in my mind my pen flows smoother and suddenly I have poems written, so I hope that I can entertain you with these few short ones, and hey, maybe there might be a few future story hints in these poems, so keep an eye out! :) New poems will be uploaded every 2-3 weeks!! Started: 21st March 2024 Finished:

poetry. All the negative, all the positive, and everything in between. Everything I write in here is from an experience i had past or present! its not in order what so ever. Thank you for reading. I love all of you.

//Hopefully// my best poetry, random stuff from times I can't sleep and need to leave my mess of a mind

To entertain herself she went to the empty park across the street in a town which had been under quarantine for months what she experiences there is unforgettable.

Whenever Bailey finds herself awake at the middle of the night, she makes herself a sandwich. One Shot.

blue seas; celestial :: the waves in the sky, pulsing with energy

Bella is a run away, who's seen and experienced way too much harm for her age. The only thing giving her hope was Demetria. Bella was more than just a fan or a Lovatic. She put Demi's worth above anyone in her life. Demi inspired her to keep going even when she was at her darkest, and she finally gets the opportunity to thank her for it.

These aren't really stories they are just my thoughts. Read if you want or not . Up to you. But these thoughts are mostly random and uh I dunno how long I'll go with these. If you known my page for a while and only see this story, I un-posted the other two because I didn't like where they were going . I might rewrite them or not and just leave them un-posted who knows but uh yeah guess that's all I might more to the description later so I guess check or whatever . Some of the imagines used aren't mine, some of them will be photos of some things I took pictures of but they won't be the best quality. Credit to whoever took or created the other photos . Have a good day Love you if you even bother to look or read this =w= yep

Poems that don't rhyme and words that leave you empty but fulfilled at the same time. ♡ Hope you enjoy.

my mind is running & it won't shut up so enjoy my deep thoughts

You don't have to read it. I decided to write something and it's 6:20 in the morning, my eyes and kind of stinging and I'm sleepy but I'm just a little restless. I probably don't explain being restless to well in the page anyways. But that's what it's about.

How hard could it be to write few simple stories in here?

" what is a lovely young woman like you doing here, on a deserted, cold, park bench, at such an ungodly hour of the night? " " i ... i don't know. i can't sleep, so i came here, i guess. i never could. fall asleep, that is. i'm afraid to close my eyes, because I fear that once I do, I'll drown in my thoughts and never find the strength to open them ever again. " " ... " " I apologize, I was blabbering ... please excuse me, I - " " - no, no, it's fine, really. it's just that ... I feel the exact same. " -- • -- in which two insomniacs find solace in each other's company [HIGHEST RANKING: #993 in FANFIC]

This is going to be where I post random sort stories. Most of them are things I write in the middle of class or when I'm trying to sleep but have to much going on in my head.

A girl moves into a house a finds an old mirror in the basement and soon she has weird thing happen to her then she find a dead women standing at the end of her bed and she soon dies from......read the story

you think so hard about the word that it makes you crazy, makes you crazy that you have it.

This is nothing more than a collection of poems from me. I hope you enjoy <3