Historias de Futile

Ce n'est pas une histoire. Simplement un aperçu de ce qui se passe dans ma tête. Le jeu de mot avec l'image est simple. Je ne parlais pas des fleurs. Pas des "pensées". Mais plutôt des pensées. (Oui ce jeu de mot est de type merdique)

A book about a girl trying to find peace.

This is a collection of my most insanely futile attempt at poetry and quoting.

des pensées, des poèmes futile et inutile mais c'est moi

(to be edited) TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ CONTENTS THAT SOME READERS MIGHT FIND DISTURBING. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

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All Cosomia wanted was to open her own successful bake shop. Instead, fate decided to kill her off her own story and place her in another one. No matter what route the Heroine took, Cosomia would suffer the worse of it. Joy. As if her problems weren't enough, the mystery of her death still wasn't solved. How important it was, that was yet to be figured out. Because she couldn't focus on those problems yet. She had to survive the Otome game first, and dodge the hurdles of being a Villainess. ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ❝ᴀ ʀᴇᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴅᴇᴠᴇʟᴏᴘᴍᴇɴᴛ? ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴀ ʙᴏᴍʙ? ᴡᴇʟʟ, ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴsᴛʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ. ᴀʟsᴏ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ғᴏʀᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴ ᴜᴘ ᴍʏ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʙᴏᴍʙᴇᴅ. ❞ ❝ᴅᴏ ɪ ᴛʀᴜsᴛ ʏᴏᴜ? ᴘғғᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ ɴᴏᴛ.❞ ❝ᴅᴏ ɪ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪᴇ?❞ ❝ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ sʜᴜsʜ. ᴍʏ ᴇᴀʀs ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ.❞ ❝ᴄᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʀᴀɪɴ ғᴏʀ ᴏɴᴄᴇ? ɪ ᴍᴇᴀɴ, ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ʀᴇᴀsᴏɴ.❞

People don't bring kids to grow up on mid-ocean oil rigs, at Antarctic research stations, or on months-long nuclear submarine voyages - there's a reason. They also don't have babies or raise families in those places.

the futile existence of an outlandish specimen drifting in life without a final destination *dont expect consistent updates

For some love is futile.

It's in the name.

Poems

Her only thoughts are of fear and of the need to run. To run anywhere that is away, even to death; then at least she'll have escaped. Note: While this story is dark, it is totally clean. There is no profanity, and no unseemly content. Please comment after reading :)

All Alice can ask herself is why? Why me? Am i ever going to have a long happy life? She's just found out that her mother had been diagnosed with cancer and with her the only family she has left she doesn't know whether to carry on with her life...

Futility of indulging in rat race