Friendbreakup قصص

"Maybe the stars burn out after all." ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ Ava and Conan were best friends in every universe. Until something happened that neither of them ever talk about anymore. And no one else ever understood what it was. But souls tied together never really drift apart, do they?

Please help me out guys...

A collection of my poetry about losing my best friend

A collection I'm working on that talks about the trials and triumphs of friendship. The good the bad and the ugly. The ones that are here to say, and ones you should've kicked to the curb the first day. 🩷 Hope you enjoy, this is a work in progress.

"i know i'm going to walk out of this okay, because i get to walk out of the room and have my friends waiting for me in the hall. he's going back to no one. I'm going to be okay. he won't."

Short poem about the how the ones you know the best can hurt you the most.

Liv has decided she, her sister, and best friends were going to have the best summer of their lives. A steep declaration, but one that she was willing to do anything to live up to. Between her little sister's fresh heartbreak drama and an ex who just won't let go, Liv's dream summer is sinking and fast. Will Liv be able to salvage her summer in the sun and waves or will she go under?

Just an old story

Beep if you're hearing this message, then good because I'm breaking up with you.

Hester and Anadil are a part of the famous coven alongside Dot. But when their friendship goes further, will they be able to make it through everything together? A HESTADIL FANFIC

-- -- -- -- -- We have all read the clichés, tales of the football quarterback falling head over heels for the new girl who is just 'oh so different from the rest'. Bookish, nerdy, quiet... all the traits of a female protagonist in any typical romance book. But, what if, we did a little reversal of the roles? And, instead of following the New Girl's story, we are following the Mean Girl's story instead? Read this book loaded with clichés, but the twist is that it's from the perspective of the typical female antagonist. Mean, sassy, unlikeable... a total Mean Girl. Will she get the guy? Or, will this end like all the other clichés... with the New Girl claiming victory? -- -- -- -- --

you ever miss someone and have no clue who you miss and feel guilty even though you know you did the right thing that's fun isn't it

A poem I made in the second winter of quarantine, when I had an epiphany that I was holding onto my (only) friends, even though I had outgrown them. I kept them around because I didn't want to face loneliness, but it came a point that I felt even more lonely being with them because they progressively felt foreign to me the more i exchanged my energy.