Fuckup Stories

I'm so goddamn bored. enjoy this useless shit!

just my trashy gay rants and my cringey complaining about how much i hate my life¯\_(ツ)_/¯ i also occasionally make edits(; ngl these are tøp knotch emo meme edits so you're welcome literally one chapter of this book will be me genuinely angry about something, and then the next will be me being super happy and ecstatic lmao. it makes for a delightful time lol. trigger warnings: mentions of self harm lots of depressing thoughts and sometimes suicidal thoughts cuz im a fun person!! also, when i'm mad i pretty much ignore empathy for the period of time and don't really think much of what i'm saying, so i'm just telling y'all that there's some harsh stuff about religion. at the time, i wasn't thinking much of it, but i just wanna say that no matter your religion, i'm cool with it and i accept you as long as you don't try to shove it down my throat.

Just a collection of poems, maybe a few short stories, and a couple rants...

Why you say? I can't help it. That is what I am. A complete and utter fuck up.

Self harm. Not for anyone's attention. Not for anyone's sympathy. And especially not for anyone else's pathetic, weak, stupid stories!

It was nightmare, a hellish one. Was it? I believe that to be very real. It felt real. It was real. It is, and will remain same if we don't change things. You mean all the fucked things happened actually happened? Oh yeah, big time, and we all, one way or another have lived those and for some reason we are all here. And this is fucked up and where are we again. "Did You hear about the missing Byers Kid?" "What?" Steve Harrington had a nightmare, a night mare that felt so real and with that news it was starting to seem like it was real and the voices in his head has been saying its real, but it was not, it wasn't supposed to be. He needed his friends, he needed to talk to Jason or Robin....Robin why Robin? What about my kids? But I don't have kids? I had to make sure they are okay, Dustin had to be okay if he is okay? What about Vecna? Who is Vecna? Wasn't he from DND? What's DND? On the main point! Which point?! Why is that fire and water acting weird? Where somehow Steve Harrington for some bizarre reason knows about the future? Or Somewhat of a future and fire now really likes him. This is some spooky shit and he really needed therapy for that? Will talking really work? I miss Robin. Who is Robin? Well I changed a lot of things from general personality to everything, including the orientation, well Robin is Bi in this so read on your own discretion

Just the story of some stupid fuckups

Life of an emo. Best fucking life ever. :(

A stories of my real life experience both good and bad

for all the fuck ups that cant get things right

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This is just my diary, I guess. If you like listening to the ramblings of a shitty person with shitty thoughts written in a shitty way, this is the place for you. Enjoy, if you can. TW- Mention of self harm, suicide, mental illnesses, swearing In case you need it, helplines for anything and everything: https://helplines.org/helplines/

This isn't really a book, its more of small chapters that I've written when i feel most inspired and most of them are pretty sad and depressing, much like my life and i would love to write a book but i kind of need more encouragement and maybe some tips thats why i decided to post small lil chapters about my life, feedback would be amazing and should i write a book? If so what about? :-)) Im sorry its a huge mess of emotions and shit so.... ENJOY! :')

A perfect lovestory? No, just randomdiaries from a future teacher.

It was in the summer of 2015 when I was at the beach. I knew I should have never fallen for him he would only hurt me, but now I pay for that everyday of my pathetic life. Knowing I wasn't his only "little secret, the bad boys secret." Their was plenty of us. To him it was "One fish, two fish, red fish, dead fish". One day your his only "fish", The second he see's number two "fish", And she's his new shiny red "fish" your just his dead "fish".

4 years ago, he left. Not how normal people leave. He left without any messages, any calls. In 4 years not once did he contact aarushi, his aroo. But 1 day suddenly, he comes back to India to meet her. To talk to her and to amend things with her only to find another guy on his knees infront of her in 'their' favourite restaurant. What happens now? Does aarushi reject the other guy or does she reject the love of her life? Who is her choice and why is her choice? Read to find out <3

Amanda is a pretty, enigmatic, loud, confident, rich and a depressed rebel of a girl. She's everything I'm not. I want to be like her. She's on the verge of self-destruction and I'm ready to fall with her inside the dark pit of nothingness, but am I ready to throw away the life I loath so much and dive into a world I know I don't belong into and become the kind of person I hate the most? a short story about teenage angst and depression. I hope and don't hope you could relate (does that make sense?) Anyway, this is very dark, but somehow I see Amanda as a girl with a heart of gold. this is not autobiographical and i do not do any of the activities mentioned. just a work of my complex mind. Thank youuuuuuu! :) I'll add the other chapters some time.

Collection of writing I've done consisting of rants and poems.