Fuckedupsociety Stories

Some of the homophobic comments I hear are actually hilarious... Read them!

This poem is about how society portrays "Beauty" and how the media media and even some celebrates have high standards when it comes to having a certain look or size how perfection is the way to live, how the only way you will be accepted in society is by achieving these standards . I personally think that is all bull that everyone is beautiful/handsome in their own way! I struggle sometimes with this I am caution with my weight and have low self-esteem however i am learning how to love myself and not care what people have to say or what they think! P.s This poem is also inspired/a tribute to the Beyonce song "Pretty Hurts" Just know that you are amazing just the way you are and do not let anyone tell you otherwise! I do not own copy right to the pictures that are being used

It's the year 2345, it's 5 o'clock in the morning when you get a call from an unknown number. They tell you in a calm voice that 01/09/2345 will be the day. You hang up without any emotion. It's 5:05 when you realise that you got the call. ---- You're home alone, waiting for your boyfriend when you get 'the call'. You know that there's nothing to be done. But you don't want him to hurt, don't want him to experience this kind of pain, so your hurt him before he can get hurt way worse. or in other words, it's the year 2345, technology has advanced so much in the past three centuries that scientists can tell when you'll breath out your last breath. And tell you they do, they call. They tell you. What you'll do with your remaining time is up to you. There's only one rule that you cannot break. You're not allowed to tell anyone that you got the call. If you do so, you'll be eviscerated before your death day. And in this mess, seven young men will meet. Through trials and errors they'll build a friendship so strong, even dead won't be able to separate them.

A set of poems showing true society, broken mirror term means the mirror that's broken by some people to hide the true reflection of society, but this broken mirror still shows some of the reflection of it~

[ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ✓] After the war is settled, it's finally time for peace. What happens when head alpha, Kim Namjoon, dies suddenly leaving his mate and his half year old son. According to law the mate should be executed as well or can find another mate. But who would marry a widow with a son, so it was in Jimin's fate to die. But for the sake of his child, he goes to meet the next head alpha. And he asks for his child's life and full protection. The next appointed head alpha, Jeon Jungkook Namjoon's first cousin, declares to marry Jimin. It all becomes a chaos when he sees that Jimin has no mating mark. "Who is the father of this child, Jimin?" "Namjoon." _________________ Poem: 𝑴𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑺𝒖𝒏 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝑴𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒐𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒔, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 '𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅' 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒔 𝑴𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝑴𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒔, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝑴𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒔, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝑴𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝑴𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑺𝒖𝒏 𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝑴𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒆𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔𝒆, 𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒘𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝑵𝒐 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒐𝒐𝒏 ~