Dailystruggles Stories

Lin You opened a breakfast shop in the building she rented. A few days later, a zombie outbreak hit the city. Food and water ran out, and people fell into despair. Lin You sold her remaining stock, ready to close the shop. Unexpectedly-turning on the faucet produced rich milk, the fridge brimmed with premium meat, and baskets overflowed with fresh vegetables. Lin You: "...Stunned.jpg" With endless ingredients, the little shop became a beacon of hope, helping survivors in Ancheng City maintain strength. Every day, Lin You cooked steaming pancakes, golden fried dough sticks, and savory buns. The human forces had enough food, keeping morale high. Within the fortified city, Lin You lived peacefully, harvesting vegetables, raising dogs, and cooking. Until one day, a man suddenly emerged from a vegetable basket. Neatly uniformed, handsome, and aloof, he muttered, "Strange, how did my interdimensional space end up here?" Lin You turned, locking eyes with the man climbing out of a pile of radishes. "??" "!!"

Daily struggles as I lose my eye sight.

A poem based off the feeling of faking an emotion when around other people.

Im not sure I guess im just gonna post about daily problems that happends Idk i might change the story up and do something else

Any advice is greatly accepted. Based on a true story.

It feels like I'm screaming but nobody can hear. It feels like I'm choking yet i'm still breathing air. I'm dying but I'm completely aware. (my thoughts/rants/and poems here and there)

Why did I stop? I should've just kept doing what I did best. I should've just kept hating myself. But maybe- Just maybe- I could've been better. I could've done so many things. I could've done so much right when all I did, all I could see, was wrong. I don't know anything.

Soma, Born of Old and New Money, of Royalties to distant to claim linkage, but strong enough to demand perfection, A man not yet formed but melted, mixed with the decisions of those who grew him, An expected success marinated in the opinions and thoughts of those who clipped his wings the second they spread. Oh How the mighty can fall when they have yet to stabilize, Read of his tale and see the face of human nature through his eyes.

They say you dont have to change who you are to find love. Thats not true. Sometimes you have to cross your limits in order to protect your loved ones and that can scar you for life. By the way thanks to my little army sister for the covers for both the stories. uwu you're the besht!! Completed- ✔️ Edited-✔️ Also contains strong and abusive language. Please do not read if you're triggered easily. You've been warned. #1 in dailystruggles #8 in drugdealing #22 in kimtaehyungfanfictions

This is a story about a Transgender FTM aka female to male, who is trying to find himself in the world and his daily struggles with his mother, friends, and even the hope of love. I hope I get a lot of reads since this is my first story so please enjoy!

In a world full of magic and wonder, two girls are struggling to find their way through it unscathed. The clash of mighty ones before them have left cracks in the fabric of their world, can they fix it? Mira and Aria start out as normal teens, but their life slowly descends as the world shatters around them. Can they restore the harmony that was once maintained? Or will they fail, and the entire world as they know it will be erased?

A novel about the daily struggles of the LGBT community. A young girl who has just discovered her sexuality tells what she goes through on a daily basis.

Pretty much a thing i made out of boredom

Random poetry, written at random moments on random days making an odd collection of poems from an adolescent-to-grown-up struggling with depression and the meaning of life, while using poetry to cope.

random poems and stories i come up with randomly 😂👍😮

as i woke up late on rainy school day, i suddenly had the massive urge to poop. however, since i was almost late to the bus, i didn't have time for any extracurricular activities, which includes going to the bathroom. see how i survived the whole day without using the bathroom or letting out any stinky particles.

Meh... I'm lazy.

a personal poem about a hard time in life.