Historias de Cries

These poems contain sensetive topics. None of them are happy and it is full of questions or self blame etc.

Hahaha.. MY DESCRIPTIONS AREN'T SAVING THIS IS THE THIRD DAMN TIME Mentions of drugs in story and description! Cover isn't mine and my story will contain strong language & violence, and all triggers will be warned in start of chapters if there's any. Grammar warning in story and desc lol. Madeleine sat down feeling down and stressed, he's pretty done with his life at this point, about why nobody loved him or why he was always being used for at least something. Especially cause his lover, espresso 'used' him. Espresso usually needed Madeleine for testing like when he creates something. Espresso finally managed to get his hand on a rare potion.. it's like a drug. He really needed Madeleine this time. Incase something went wrong espresso already made something for that. Espresso urgently wanted to test it but he couldn't find Madeleine. So he used a friend for help. The friend drank half the potion because of espresso persuading him to. A minute later, the potion started taking effect. Making the test subject get.. really horny. The Friend started making his way over to espresso who was mixing some things, kissing and hugging espresso, which made espresso really uncomfortable. He tried telling his friend to stop but wouldn't.. the potion really took over. During a kiss the friend gave espresso has espresso tried to fight back, madeleine walked in. Lord what am I doing with my life. I'm gonna cringe lmfao But if cookie why hot

Marceline remembers their past, she wants so badly to continue what was started but will PB ever be able to forgive Marceline for leaving? It's more than just stupid fighting.

I'm very bad with descriptions so... Hi

I should be grateful for my hands, without them, my thoughts would be left in the dark. A collection of words made into sentences to relieve my heart from the burning sensation of unwritten thoughts. Raita_san.

Welcome to read the beautiful love story of manan. Please peep in to know about other details .

Embark on this journey with a lad whose life is not at all free to live in peace while circumstances may seem to allow but its just a façade. All rights reserved.

My heart speaks My hands type My mind races My words strike. Raita_san Instead of stealing others' works, let your soul speak and steal our hearts. Raita_san Cover by: me

I love him, yet I hurt in return, but then I chose to stay and accept him again. They say that when you love someone, they will come back no matter how much pain you have in return, but will it all be worth it? Should I give him another chance? Well. I may give him another chance but Not Now, Maybe Soon.

How do i say goodbye to someone I never really had? Why do my tears fall so endlessly for someone who was never really mine? Why is it I miss someone i was never really with? And why do I love someone whose love was never mine? All I can do is Say Goodbye.

Life is an extremely complex test. With all problems faced, there's always a path that leads to a solution. A composed and distant fifteen year old girl, new to a completely different region of the United States, is challenged to her maximum amount of patience. With stress at school and home, she escapes through social media and friends.

a teen who fell for her boy bestfriend.

Roses are red. Its symbolizes passion, extreme desire but also the great danger and madness. It contains all the extreme feelings. That is why it is given to someone, to whom you are in love with. It is a part where you try to give him your extreme feelings that you are afraid to tell. The things you wanted him to feel. The things you wanted him to know, all wrapped up in that certain rose with red colour. You know why roses do have thorns? Simply because of my theory. I am Heather Vyrra Greene. I loved someone. And I wish the love i had for him will remain. Through all the rain. Though I wither. And though the day ends and all there is left are the thorns.

It is a poem that reflects feeling of one after a heartbreak!

title taken from mind of mine,zayn which the title is the description

"What's inside a bag, anyway?" One - shot story

yeah

A girl completely destroyed inside because of the series of heartbreaks and lies she's been fed. Writing letters to each of them selfish assholes who made her think so lowly of herself. Only to receive them once it's too late to apologise. "All I wanted was to feel like a diamond like everyone else. Thank you for showing me I was just a stone, that was to be kicked and thrown away. Because diamonds were meant to be treasured and protected." "I just couldn't see that it was your hands around my own neck." "Thank you for making me feel like I was filthy and disgusting." "Was I just a game for you?"