Cryforhelp Stories

some random lines I write whenever I feel. These are all my original work so do not copy.

A pain the girl faces, the regrets that force her to kill herself. she see's death as the punishment for the sin she committed which is falling in love with him

An epic journey of love raw passion and the highschool experience. Original bee movie characters (other than y/n) in an alternate reality where they're all humans. Everyone partaking in sexual activities is of age and fully concenting A re write of something I wrote a year ago but in my year of learning I have watched copious amounts of pOrn and become better at engish so I feel more équipte and qualified It is in fact half two of a school night that this is being started at but y'a gotta love it quite cheeky if I do say so myself I need severe mental help.

Its About A Girl Whose Not Confident Meeting The Perfect Guy Who'll Show Her The Greater Things In Life...

this is a light read, but thats not true because this short story could make smile, cry and laugh, i wrote this because i was feeling really down, and writing is my way of coping with pain, so please enjoy my 2 am ramble about a boy named Eli.

i legit have no one to talk to so here's what i'm thinking

A poem of a hopeless woman. Photo credited to the real owner dangerousllama.

Help

I kinda just let the words flow ig

I was 3 months into a bad relationship that i needed to escape from. My escapism lead me to some of my darkest moments and biggest regrets. One night I was in fits of tears and wrote this

I write because it's easier then saying it out loud. I write because when you read something, it's a choice. When talking people are forced to listen because they don't want to seem insensitive, or heartless. But we choose to read, we choose to care, we want to understand. So to all who have read my written words, I say thank you. When it's real and authentic, it doesn't have to rhyme.

I can't remember who I am. I found a letter in this old house saying, "Feeling alone is never easy", well I don't know how but why?

Colby is struggling but Sam helps him get over his mental health but little do they know they are both in love with each other...

shrek

Open to the public ig XD yes ik- "tHatS nOt nOrMaL-" we are aware XD

Sometimes life just gets to much

educating on self harm. the life we live, the lies we tell.

Eleanor never wanted this life. Married off to Boe-a wealthy man twice her age, known for his violence, infidelity, and sharp silences-she learned early that love can burn colder than hate. He drinks. He lies. He fights. She smokes to breathe through it. Bound by secrets and habits that rot from the inside out, their marriage becomes a quiet war. Neither wins. Neither surrenders. But when Boe dies suddenly in a car crash, Eleanor's world unravels in slow motion. Left alone with the ghosts of their home, she drowns herself in whiskey, cigarettes, and the endless hum of the television-until the static begins to sound like his voice. And when the grief becomes unbearable, she turns to darker fascinations: documentaries about killers, obsessions with control, and the calm that comes before destruction. What begins as mourning turns into method. What begins as love turns into revenge. By the time Eleanor's final act unfolds, the truth is already twisted beyond recognition-and no one will ever know where the lies end and the love begins. A toxic love story about denial, control, and the quiet violence between two broken souls-bound by the same ghost