Freeyourself قصص

An open letter to the sweetest child of mine. TRIGGER WARNINGS: mention of suicide, death, depression, etc. | 3rd story under Porpowl Collection |

what do you want to say? what do you want to hear? // a series of conversations; personally made, written, and thought of by me. • highest ranking #28 in Poetry - 11/23/17 COMPLETE ✔️

They say that you realise that you truly love someone when you want them to be happy, even if it's not with you. But how is that even possible when your heart aches when they smile and flirt with everyone else, are attracted to someone else and your existence doesn't even matter to them. Every girl has a crush in her life. Some succeed in living their dreams with them and others are just left to fantasise about those moments, Trying to change themselves and become someone that they are not. Beatrix Findlay, a clumsy, carefree teenager who has her heart reserved for someone who she knows is not going to be hers. He plays with everyone else, he flirts with her best friend, he starts conversations with everyone else.. but her. This isn't a diary, isn't a novel either. This is Beatrix, confiding her feelings in you..she seeks advice, she seeks a direction. Can you help? Life is more than what it seems, and YOU are more than what the world tells you that you are. Never let someone's behaviour destroy your inner peace. Worry about loving yourself, instead of loving the idea of other people loving you. This read can make you laugh at some point and can even make you cry. But it's not the end of the world, you have your life..and your life is important for someone, especially yourself. So heads up princess, or the crown falls..👑

A bite sized thinker.

In the midst of all the crazy will you understand the sanity?

iiiiiiii. Her heart clung onto his for he made her feel EUPHORIA. iiiiiiii Her parents had shipped her back to Mexico from her Houston childhood home, in hopes that like a defiant lion, she would finally be tamed. Little did they know that she could never be domesticated. He had yearned for an extinguisher to the fire in his heart so that he could live in content instead of in the fury he tried to force away every morning when he awoke. When Nicanor met Yaqui, the fire in their hearts only intensified. But when the water will be thrown at them, who will suffer more? In this story of love, heartbreak, and identity, two souls struggle to unite despite all odds. Highest Rank: #7 in gold #10 in before

Under huge editing. ••• Stronger. Copyright © 2017. All Rights Reserved

"Stupid girl." I thought as freezing drops of rain poured from the sky, the howling wind causing soaked tendrils of her hair to whip across her frostbitten nose. Her beautiful muddy brown eyes were bloodshot from the tears she'd been trying so desperately to hide and the dirty clothes that clung to her body like a second skin caused shivers to wrack her body. Even though she stood in the middle of the road, with only street lights to illuminate her distraught figure. I had never seen someone so beautiful in my nineteen years. I'd seen her struggle through her entire life without ever asking for a helping hand. Like a leaf lost in a windstorm, she danced around, her body easily turning and twisting to appease even the most violent of changes without complaint, knowing that at some point the wind would die down and the sun would once more claim the sky, allowing her to rest before once again the wind changed direction. How was it a girl so seemingly free was nothing like the image she portrayed? How did no one notice she was pleading with whatever entity that controlled her fate to send someone to save her?

Caring less about.... what people on social media think.... and more about what you think.... about yourself!

Cover picture: "Lauryn Hill" by Lisa Liang is licensed under CC BY 2.0

If you find few words giving you temporary relief from quotidian world, then there is high chance that you are reading a poem. In Bard's Corner, I will present my work depicting spectrum of feelings human life elicits in its lifetime.

In which two random strangers bond over failed relationships 👫 Cover done by:@JanelleParker

"It has been a year, a year, since that fateful day, when every aspect of my life began to fall apart. A year ago, when the space between life and death seemed non-existent. A year ago, when I lost interest in daily routines, in living on a planet where happiness was a 'rare occurrence'. A year ago, when life had no adventure, no thrill to it. But, it was that same year, when I found inspiration. She came to me at midnight precisely, dressed up in fine garments and jewellery that sparkled in the lamplight, before which I sat, a shrivelled lump of a person. She strode up to my chair and regally bestowed upon me her glory, her innovation. And that was how I came up with the idea of 'finding inspiration'. A story about how I found mine." Aria Sherwood has lost her sense of creativity and excitement as she grows into a life where the real world catches up to her. With only her manager/friend Leah Adamson supporting her, her will to change lives through writing has disappeared. But one trip to a region which has inspired generations and generations of authors, anything is possible. But it is not the result that matters, it is the journey to get there that does. So the question we ask is how, how did Aria find inspiration? Warning: Aria Sherwood's errors can be seen on several occasions, but the first draft always captures the essence and quality of a writer, thus her first draft has been put up with the editor comments :) #70 in ChickLit (September 2017)

It's been a lovely journey from having my power rested on others to being the master of it! The poem depicts exactly the same!

Just a daily dose of wired thoughts

What is it that I really need? What makes me want to keep living? What makes me want to wake up for another day? • highest ranking #158 in Short Story - 07/24/17 COMPLETE ✔

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