Futile Stories

Poems

It's in the name.

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...

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

Poetry for those who who like deep works, with twisted stanzas and what not. It includes a bit of poetry for a variety of types of people. Whoever likes it, please leave...

Looking for one amusing yet inconspicuous book? Made with pure non-sensible grammar and bad vocabulary. This book will help you feel good about yourself.. If you think I...

Many angels and demons fell in the wars this is a story of one who was nothing but became the one to end of it all A being who is taken by darkness and he uses it to his...

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

Futility of indulging in rat race

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 th...

Sally is always dreaming, but never sleeping... ~Cover by IsaSecret :D~

"Humanity is known for many things, by humanity itself. Wonders such as modern medicine, advanced speech, diverse body types, culture, architecture, and scientific...

[Highest Ranking #2 in Teen Fiction] Shy and cynical Derek Callingham loves Reina Johnson. You may call it a simple crush or infatuation. Your wish. He couldn't care les...

A Touching Short Story About a Stolen Childhood, Forbidden Love, and a Futile War Theme: Stolen childhood Forbidden love Futile war Characters: Khaled: A young man who g...

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...

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

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 "pen...