Exhaust Stories

-A body so alive but I've got death inside my mind -Some poetry of all the good and all the bad -When I wanted to live forever and when I couldn't bear another day on this Earth

Everyone always says "what I would do to be you're age again..." PLEASE do it. Switch with me. What I would do to not be where I am at this point in time

A Poem about feeling overwhelmed, anxious, and/or binge eating.

just something I had to get off my chest ig

"I'll never tell him how much I cried that day."

I welcome the pain with open arms • • • Tears blur my eyes, as red paints my skin • • • Breathing is the hardest everyday task • • •

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?"

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The struggle of the Palestinian doctors clearly defines a level of strength I could never imagine. Follow them on twitter by searching gaza doctors and you'll see their efforts and the thankless job they commit to every day. They frequent my mind and I thank God for them everyday. As always, comments, criticisms and general thoughts on my writing are more than welcome. Thanks for reading.

Some of the time life calls for convenient solutions, such as taking a cleaning pen to remove a smudge that appeared after your mid-day break or fixing an elastic flip-flop with pins or a stapler. The equivalent goes for your photographs: in some cases, they don't end up being precise as you would trust from the get-go, and you lack the opportunity and energy to get into the better purposes of altering.

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This story is all about daily experiences and what mostly people experience. As a humane person, I will reveal here the secrets that people mostly have that we really want to tell others but we just can't.

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Feeling like no one is listening to anyone else because everyone wants to have their own voice heard makes me feel very unpleasant. This poem was written as a response to that frustration.

Exhaust is a passage or opening through which these waste gases are channeled out of the bike. Therefore, choking and subsequent breakdowns are prevented as these poisonous gases are expelled from the exhaust engine.

Some poem about life

Kuro is the new student at a prestigious academy. In this school there seems to be many people he could call friends and enemies. When the school announces dorms will be necessary, how will Kuro feel when his dormate is a boy he never seems to agree with. Will love eventually unfold or will they never be able to stand one another. Hello! I'm new to Wattpad so I don't really have much experience with this type of stuff. The main ship will most likely be Kuro x Hyde Some background ships. Only about three sense they are important to the story (And you know fangirl reasons) Litch x Mahiru Tsubaki x Sakuya Tetsu x Misono Oh btw Kuro and Hyde aren't siblings in this.