Complains Stories

Hi, I'm a chronic complainer. I notice every little thing that goes wrong, and yes, I'll probably rant about all of it. But it's not because I'm dramatic; it's my way of surviving this messy, unpredictable thing called life. These are my chronicles: honest, messy, a little sarcastic, and maybe even relatable. Welcome to my world of daily frustrations and tiny victories.

Alizey Tariq. Eighteen years old. The light of every room she walked into. The daughter every parent dreamed of, the sister every brother bragged about, and the friend everyone wished they had. Sweet. Innocent. Untouched by the dark realities of the world, living a life surrounded by love, laughter, and the kind of naivety that made her glow like a star in a moonless sky. She thought she knew what life was. She had no idea her real story was just about to begin. Khizer Shahid. Thirty years old. A man feared by many and loved by none. CEO by day, Mafia king by night. The world bowed to him - businessmen, politicians, criminals - yet he stood utterly alone, untouched by affection, incapable of tenderness. Life had carved him from stone, heartless and merciless, after a childhood drenched in blood and betrayal. At least, that's what he believed. Khizer wasn't looking for love. He didn't even believe he deserved it. But fate - cruel, merciless fate - had other plans. --- It started with a simple favor. Pick up his best friend's little sister from her university. A girl he hadn't even met before. A favor that would shatter everything he thought he knew about control, about power, about who he was. Because when Khizer Shahid's eyes landed on Alizey Tariq for the first time, it wasn't curiosity he felt. It wasn't interest. It was possession. Pure, primal, undeniable. In that single moment, he decided: She would be his. No matter what it took. By hook or by crook. By love or by hatred. He would tear down the world to have her, and God help anyone who stood in his way. When the cold-hearted beast finds himself bound to a childlike beauty... When complaints turn into pleas, When pain turns into an addiction, When hatred threatens to destroy what little love they have built, When the past refuses to stay buried, When the cost of loyalty is betrayal... Will he be able to hold onto her? Or will he lose the only salvation he ever had? *****

A language felt but never Heard I was the light and you were the star, I was close but you were far. I spilled my heart like scattered light, A constellation bold and bright. You watched it burn- but stayed afar, No words to name the thing you are. Yet in the silence truths still grow: The brush of sleeves, a glance too slow. Your hands would speak(though lips stay barred), A language felt, but never heard. Oh, love might bloom without a sound, Yet roots need rain to pierce the ground. So if your heart hides where you are, Be my voice- or be my scar.

my nickname is defokoconut that's why I'll call myself defokoconut here

A venting session :) Enjoy mature language

To become vulnerable has never been easy or truthful. Let us reflect and think a time when we ever let ourselves be truly open like a book, without having to see or suffer the consequences which could affect the other party. People would think that we are selfish, irresponsible, immature, or that we are having a mental issue. Never did they thought that it was easy to fully recover from the hurt or trauma that we experiences now or as a child. Why is it not acceptable to complain our struggles and hurt? Why do people get offended by people who are trying to reveal themselves and their struggles? Why is it our fault that we are unhappy because of the treatments we received and the environment we are expose to? Why can't we complain just to temporarily relieve ourselves?

just my complains or about somethings

compilation that is a mood- just get reading to find out. LOL Disclaimer: All memes are from Pinterest.

Just a daily whine.

⚠️ THIS ISN'T A STORY ⚠️ ➡️ It literally is random thoughts, this thoughts should be posted on my Twitter (main acc) , but I am not so close with some of my followers, so I decided to just post it here. 🚫 This will be opinonated! It will also be edited anytime, just to add if the thought is related. No bashing please, thank you! 🚨 THERE MIGHT BE RANTS 🧠 This is just all that I think in my crazy brain, leave ur opinion if you want to!

so I was looking through some of my old rants and I deleted them. i thought it would be better to combine them into the same thing, but make them more general. so here's some book that no one will know about because no one reads my stuff so yeah asdfghjkl

𝙵𝚕𝚊𝚠𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚁𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 🌺 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢'𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜🌺 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐🌺 𝚃𝚊𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚛𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐🌺 ꧁𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 - 05 - 08 - 20꧂ 🌺♡︎ 🌺♡︎ 🌺♡︎ 🌺♡︎ 🌺♡︎ 🌺 ꧁𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚍 - ???꧂

We're going to take turns into telling u how shitty our lives are everyday WARNING We'll be posting everyday😁 RANTS | 2019©

Everyone has one so...

if you have any problems about life and shit, you in the right place cuz hopefully you can relate and I'm not alone *smiles through the pain*

IDK why I'm doing this....

WHY ARE IS MY LIFE SO COMPLICATED!?!? If you want to know about my life complaints and problems, And you are a really weird person like me. WELL WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?? READ THE BOOK!! *Mature language*

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Rants made by a fourteen year old Texan girl.

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