Depressive hikaye

Bagi orang lain, vonis kanker adalah akhir dari segalanya. Namun bagi Anna, diagnosis itu adalah sebuah kunci. Kunci untuk keluar dari dunia yang selama ini mengurungnya seperti penjara tanpa jeruji. Saat semua orang memintanya untuk berjuang dan bertahan, Anna justru sedang tersenyum, menghitung mundur hari-hari menuju kebebasannya. Dia tidak sedang kalah melawan penyakit; dia hanya sedang bersiap untuk pulang. Namun, bagaimana jika di tengah persiapannya untuk pergi, dunia justru mengirimkan satu alasan yang untuk tetap tinggal?

Please read and please give feedback! This collection includes my recent poetry and poetry from last year too. I hope you enjoy. My poetry does tend to include various other languages, so watch out for that. :)

Daily poetry made by ur chara/yun/yuyu/aubrey. They will have some mistakes sometimes because of my stupidity so if there are some just comment it. Also the parts that you see for example like (1.) or (2.) aren't sequels they're just made on the same day.

Ensia, seorang gadis muda, menjalani hidupnya dalam kehampaan. Bergelimang harta namun mati rasa. Ia hanya punya satu keinginan: bebas dari cengkeraman itu, atau bunuh diri. Namun tidak, ia merasa terlalu cantik untuk bunuh diri begitu saja. Maka tak ada kata lain selain: lawan! Bersama sobatnya yang juga menderita depresi, Kina, ia berjuang untuk pulih. Ia mencari cinta. Bahkan mencoba merebutnya dari orang lain. Ia menembak. Ia ngebut. Ia kehilangan Tuhan. Tak mengapa, asal tak kehilangan rasa. Sampailah ia pada satu titik tempatnya bertanya: haruskah kuakhiri kisah sepi ini?

Just everything I feel late at night or things us humans must go through this may contain self harm, depression, anorexia, this may be triggering

For as long as he can remember, Harry Potter has felt like something in his mind isn't right. Sometimes he wakes up in unfamiliar places, with memories that don't seem his own and a feeling of having been someone else. Other times, he hears voices in his head, as if different versions of himself are trying to take control. But after years of abuse at the Dursleys', he learned that it's best to remain silent. When he arrives at Hogwarts, the episodes worsen. He loses time, his mood swings for no apparent reason, and acts in ways he doesn't understand. However, with the help of his new friends, Neville, Ron, and Hermione, he begins to put the pieces together and discovers the truth: his mind is not a single entity, but a jigsaw puzzle of fragmented identities, created to endure the pain of his childhood. As he struggles to understand himself, Harry discovers unexpected allies. Draco Malfoy, his supposed enemy, begins to see him differently, and what begins as a rivalry soon turns into something deeper. And in Potions professor Severus Snape, she finds someone who, despite his harshness, is able to understand her suffering more than she could have ever imagined. Word count so far: 41,115

My true story about me going through well, life. Of course life is full of flaws and hardships but hey, who's there to blame? But, sometimes we forget to see the good things about life and focus on the bad things. Well, I guess that's how life works. I guess that's how my life works. Most Names has been modified because well, safety reasons and well so I don't need to ask for permission but, events so said in my story still stay true.

Billie kicks Ariana out on the streets in the middle of the night in pouring rain. Ariana finds a creepy hotel and for the next couple of months stays there. But is it really a good idea for a helpless girl to stay there alone when her room door doesn't even have a lock on? (I was on character ai and saw a bot with this type of story. Lowkey wanted to just write it down, not even sure if I'm gonna continue it. But let me know if it seemed interesting and i should continue it) Credits to mila on character ai for the story idea

Un résultat des pensées de plusieurs personnes.

she painted her arms in her pain. her pain runs red. and he can't take it...☠ cover by @flawed-

I intended to romanticized this. Academics as a human being. I have a bad experience with education and academics. I used Personification so bear with me. Please vote if you like and read my other stories too.

Just some english poems I wrote.

ayo?? first story? pog? anyway.. you should totally click on this story and vote it.

Nie wiem czy życie jest sil­niej­sze od śmier­ci, ale miłość była sil­niej­sza od obu. Harry wraca szczęśliwy do domu, ponieważ właśnie dowiedział się, że w końcu się ujawnią. Że w końcu jego słoneczko i on będą mogli pokazać swoją miłość światu. Woła Lou ale nie uzyskuje odpowiedzi. Przeszukując każde pomieszczenie odnajduje go w łazience. Małe, delikatne ciałko Louisa leży bezwładnie oparte o wannę a z jego nadgarstka leci strumień krwi. On już nie żyje. Czy Harry pogodzi się ze śmiercią Louisa i jak poradzi sobie dalej? Czy odejdzie do ukochanego? A może jest coś co musi zrobić, zanim ich drogi spotkają się razem na zawsze?

Am i dreaming into another world... cheaters ... magic..friends..lovers...ex...restoration...hero .

Sad kendall vertes story

Lala, seorang Kucing Angora berekor panjang yang tinggal cukup lama bersama seorang kakek tua yang sering bercakap-cakap dengannya membuatnya mengerti bahasa manusia akhirnya harus meninggalkan rumah nyamannya sepeninggal wafatnya sang kakek. Kucing rumah yang akhirnya hidup liarpun tidak dapat menghindar dari kontak dengan manusia. Perjalanan pertamanya bukanlah yang menyenangkan. Lala harus langsung menghadapi kenyataan bahwa ada manusia yang harus rela menjalani hidup kehinaan hanya demi mendapat sesuap nasi. Sebuah cerita filosofis ringan akan berbagai macam aspek kehidupan sehari-hari manusia dari sudut pandang polos dari seekor kucing liar yang berinteraksi dan tanpa disadari mengawasi kehidupan manusia.

Read or not. You choose.

This poem was written during a period when I became more aware of my loneliness than ever before. The poem is about the paralyzing fear of being alone, and at the same time, it captures the experience of a lived panic attack.