Disconnected Stories

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This is simply a compilation of various short stories/poems I write for my college classes. I won't post every story/poem I write for class. Just more complete ones. There is no connection between each story/poem other than the occasional story being in the same world as another. Enjoy!

Im new to this whole thing but I'm currently working on an original story I think so I'll just do this for now, this might have smut but probably not and if it does it will be in like one of the last chapters. I've givin up on this story cause it horrible but I'm I made some changes to the things you'll be seeing on here so all the chapters just don't read but the a/n at the top could be useful. This isn't my best work at all, and I mostly did this to past time, but I promise any future works I do will be better then this....Thing!

General thoughts that disturb me throughout the day , wondering if anyone feels the same.

A perfect match but not for a perfect love. A connected personality but disconnected in love... Short Story.

In today's fast-paced world, many women find themselves feeling disconnected and overwhelmed by the demands of modern life. "Why Modern Women Feel Disconnected and Overloaded" explores the underlying causes of this widespread experience, from the pressures of balancing career and family to the societal expectations that often leave women feeling stretched too thin. This insightful discussion delves into the impact of constant connectivity, the pressure to "do it all," and the lack of meaningful support systems. Learn how these factors contribute to a sense of isolation and burnout, and discover strategies for reclaiming balance, joy, and connection in your life. Whether you're struggling to manage the chaos or simply seeking a deeper understanding of these challenges, this guide offers practical advice and empathetic insights. Join us to explore why so many modern women feel this way and how to reconnect with yourself and what truly matters.

I'm leaving. Don't try and find me. ☆NO.1 IN #DISCONNECTED (13/5/19 - 9/6/19)☆ ☆NO.73 IN #WRITING (12/5/19 - 14/5/19)☆

the stars weep and I think you and I have the same grief °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° a result of perpetual existential crisis, adolescence, dissociation, trauma, and a sprinkle of teenage angst.

MAG KA IBANG TAO AT MAG KA IBANG MUNDO NA PINAGTAGPO NGUNIT PILIT PINAGLAYO

When Andrea Craig wakes up on a cold December morning in Lawrence General Hospital, she learns something that will shake her world like no other. Unable to be seen with the naked eye, she reaches out for help. Nothing will ever be the same again. "If we're being completely honest here," the beating in my heart grows faster, along with the rhythm of thunder outside the window, "I'd like to kiss you now."

Emma goes out to meet her friend but receives no reply to her text messages.

So, welcome to my life and my thoughts. Everything in here comes from the heart and is something from my life whether that's loss, love, heartbreak, anger, jealousy, friendships, hard times, family and more it's all in here at some point. My life may not be the easiest, but then no one has a truly simple life, so I try not to complain, but here is the first time I've let others read what I write. So thank you so much if you read this, every read means a lot to me. Also, I know when a stranger says "if you have any problems and need someone I'm there", for me that's very true, I know how hard it is to go through things and hard times alone, and for me I've been through a lot. Thank you again...

" life's a tangled web of cellphone calls and hashtag 'i dont know' " » or the way he texts her when he can't find the urge to sleep.

A cyclical tale of a man lost in his own world, absorbed in technology and material pursuits. As he stumbles through life, unaware of life around him, the absence of love takes its toll, but history repeats.

Honestly I based this off of my love for this one girl. I added a twist on it and made it so that nothing really feels real. What even is real? Are we real? Who are we and how can we prove that, huh? Disconnected. Are we disconnected from the actual world where we all came from? Or is this all a dream, or a simulation? What is this? Hm...

Pwede kayang umibig sa pamamagitan ng internet? Sabi nila love conquers all. Kahit na nga LDR basta may tiwala sa isa't-isa kakayanin. Kahit na ilang libong kilometro ang layo kaya pero pano kung nakabase sa Wi-Fi o di kaya sa Mobile Data mo ang pag-iibigan niyo. Can we stay connected or disconnected? (* o baka naman loading parang internet niyo) Would love still conquer the love we share online? My online boyfriend?

Some short stories based off 5sos songs.

Disconnect By james a. galgano With opposable thumbs dancing across a qwerty limelight stage Searching for each humble word to convey deep feelings. That sends this heart soaring above an internet's unconnected ceiling. Where humble heart is unable to describe remorse even remotely For a past course too often traveled to reach your unreachable star No matter how near or how far it was never intended to be tonight. By each time zone's dawn early light allowing each eye to read Every precariously with held emotion, as love professes devotion. The kind that will not be concealed by word of mouth so designed. As if to clearly declare an enduring passion without any condition. That may prevent the prevailing emotion that flows from silent lips. Like passing ships upon un-chartered sea needing a final destiny Where once upon a time each of your mutual affections arose aligned To extend eternal feelings forlorn across some un-navigable divine In slim hope of profound discovery for upon that stage love is found to be Yearning and wanting for more than a glimpse of what one desired longingly. For there is the place upon the one longing grace you hoped to discover eternally Despite all obstruction too often encountered beyond all shadow of doubt Lingering for that sublime moment when a response is made to scream and shout. As well as easily secure a love that never speak its name though so pure

Just compilation of snippets of my webnovel [Disconnected]. Summary: [Trapped inside of a novel. Sounds cliché, right? Crashed by a truck, drowning in a lake; there are many ways for someone to get isekai-ed into a different world. Many seek that fateful encounter. Some are dreading being unprepared. You're lucky if you simply drift off to sleep painlessly, while others die harshly. As for me? Honestly, I just wish to survive this unfinished creation that I made.]