Fuckup Stories

A part 5

Awful grammer and pretty much a rip off of Robert Frost's poem. with a twist, but still. I know it sucks and stuff, but I just needed an outlet. some stuff just happened and I relapsed so I decided to write about it for some reason. so yea.

This is a story about how the life of a girl named y/n is going please read if you want to get a feeling of my pain.But it will be you going through it.

"because you're fucked up enough for two people"

I'm the girl that everyone thinks is as happy as could be....but I am far, far from happy......everyone thinks I'm perfect and that I have a great life....but in reality I'm the farthest thing from perfect and I have a shit life.....buts that's okay because I deserve it right?.....plus even if I told anyone they wouldn't believe me, cause it's just for attention, right?

im bored so im just gonna write how i feel and stuff..aha

It's here, the Apocalypse. In the attempt to go back and fix time, Five makes a "small" error in the calculations. Probably because Dolores wasn't there to help. What's this, oh shit, it's Japan! What absolute J O Y . Behold, the first-ever Umbrella Academy and Boku No Hero Academia crossover! Hide the children! Buckle the fuckle up for some highly experimental shit! Is this a good idea? Probably not.

My deepest... Darkest... Thoughts put into poetry...

Now there are different fuck ups you have the fucked up or the fucking up. The fucked up are the people that in some way the word has fucked them over. The fucking up are the ones that are messing up and don't see it and or can't stop it from happening. Now theres a whole new category that only the highest of fuck ups make it to and that's the fucked up fucking up this is the category that's been through hell and are still going through it. The ones that are fucking up and haven't and won't stop. Now you may want to know where. I fit in to in all of this what category I'm in well i am so lucky to be put in the fucked up fucking up heck i'm the queen in this category some may say. -yours truly miss fuck up

Eating your sour patches

I can't really blame him for my stolen innocence; that falls into the hands of my unfit parents. And I can't say he introduced me to the drugs; I was raised around them. And if I say he broke my heart, that's admitting I have one, and sucumbing to weakness. So what choice do I have? How do I stick blame on him without actually accusing? How do I show the world he broke the broken girl, how do I show them he deserves all the same he has left me with? I guess my only choice is to write every detail of our short lived affair, and bring every dark secret to light.

True story I kinda don't wanna post but oh well fuck it I'll do it anyway. Haven't reread it, can't really it makes me sad so imma just let yall point out any mistakes be critical if you want idm. Wrote this at like 3 am on mother's day because I had no idea what to write in her card, but I wanted it to be special. Fucked that up anyways read with caution if you don't have a great relationship with your mum.

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

Poems, Rants, and Unknown thoughts.

I'm 15 turning 16 soon I'm in 10th grade and I've loved one of my friends since 7th grade no one found out until eighth grade. I wasn't really close friends with this girl in 7th grade in fact I really doubt that she noticed me. 8th grade came and thanks to one of my friends she found out that I had a crush on her, he's a really good guy thank you so much man. I was always really shy when I was around her and could barely talk, always getting my words mixed up, I would always studder in mid sentence or something like that. Always acted weird around her and she for some reason always brought a huge smile to my face, back then I didn't know how to control my smile, but the more we hung out the easier it became. 7th and 8th grade were alright, 9th grade was cool up until October 20,2015. It shouldn't be a bad day cause that's my cousins birthday but I did the most fucked up and stupidest thing ever to the girl I liked. Its past a year now, and I still hate myself for it because I hurt her and broke the trust I had with her. currently in 10th grade and the year isn't starting off so well I don't really feel like I belong here on this earth I just feel like I'm a waist. This probably wont be interesting to anyone but it's my way of letting how I feel out, not by sharing it cause this is my first time writing about myself on wattpad. But by writing period, and lately just writing it in a journal or diary isn't working. Don't see how this will but just trying something new. EVERYTHING in this story is based off of real events. Most of this is also based off of memory so it might not make sense at first. (don't know how long these chapters will be or how many there will be.)

fucking feeling man... Tell me if you like it. If you do, I'll write more.

Luna is one of the best ballerinas of her class, and she never stops to be on the top. One afternoon, on a winter day, her parent's car slides off the ice and collides into a tree, killing them instantly. Luna has to learn how to defend herself at a group home, and collect money to participate in ballet. Will her worries drive her off the edge when she gets adopted by a famous band, or will she finally break, no longer there.

idk really just a bunch of quotes, poems, just thoughts. Possibly stories or things of that sort. enjoy