Harshtruth Stories

Fish bowls was an idea that came out of the pandemic this stupid distopian environment was what I came With from the mayhem of a chronicly online America think the matrix but neo is some fat bitch that didn't want to get involved to begin with cause her best friend resembles a discord mod

These are just snippets i wrote, that i feel some need to hear.

No tongue at birth But It has tasted death This book is numbed with grief but it learned to breathe This bottle holds the bitter-sweet adventures I fetched on my journey of love and growth It all started with a walk And I was glued to his talk And... Words strummed my heart like a guitar And I felt the pull at my heartstrings Now all that my heart sings Is Hymn of him...Elfriedewestwood Rankings #11_Poetry (4th September 2024)

Most of the times, we love to just wonder and fantasize...about so many things-unfortunately, most of them are impossible and surreal. Most of them are just in our dreams...our imagination...hopes...fantasy...illusions... Hoping is very easy... Imagining is very effortless... Assuming is very simple Yet... Will only get yourself hurt in the very end... Why??? Simply because... It's not always about happy endings, happily-ever-afters and positive outcomes... Some stories also have tragic endings...heartbreaking and lamentable ones... So...learn how to ACCEPT that fact... Learn how to face the harsh truth... Learn how to stop yourself from believing that all stories have happy endings for you to prevent yourself from hurting even more. Oops! Reminderrrr!!! 1. For entertainment lang toh aahhh... 2. This doesn't reflect me as a beautiful creation of God 3. Positive lang!!! Look on the brighter side! 4. Kaek-ekan lang toh! Huwag seryosohin! Hindi nga sineryoso nung writer eh.. kaya kayo rin! K?? 5. Wala na...labyu yieee! (Wag kiligin! Tandaan ulit! Wrong spelling wrong!😜)

A short prose poem about being unattractive in this world.

For those who find living is very hard...... For those who never thought very deep yet keep on thinking the whereabouts of life...... These are my random thoughts .......which I get while wandering in my daydreams......from which my friends bring me to earth????.

♡•°This is a story where you can find the reality not just imagination. yes the whole story base is imagination but it has a harsh truth about Love . Everything can't be fixed specially when it comes to Love and hate . If you hate someone so much it is very hard to love the person back. ----------- Taehyung was the light of Jungkook's life in every ups and downs in Jungkook's life Taehyung was there to help him . But when Taehyung get to know that the person he loved the most adore the most has no Love left for him? When Jungkook leaves him alone with his 2 children? Yes the children are adopted. ☆ The whole story is kinda sad . If you aren't feeling well and want to cry then read this story it will make you feel good because I guess you will cry after knowing the story . !!warning -BoyxBoy -Taekook story -18+ can be here - grammatical problems ♡

"I opened the window I smelled the flowers I saw the sunset I felt the breeze Then foul smells of rotten tree hit my olfactory receptors Grounds were blood smothered I saw the fangs hit the ankle I heard the unpleasant sighs I smiled with all the sadness and I learnt to embrace the world..." The world can be poignant and it can be jubilous. Our world is how we percieve it. The reality and fantasy intertwines here to weave my voice which flows as words. This is how I Embrace the World, not with all the goodness and not with all the badness but with all the striking feelings I have. Poetry can be experienced through all senses, sometimes it's a divine sensation. Here, I present the collection of my poems.. Awards✨✨ 🥉3rd in The Peerless Introvert Awards 🥉3rd in Crazy Awards 🥉3rd in Bookaholics Zeal Awards

This story is basically my opinions on subjects people bring up a lot and subjects people don't bring up at all

//I don't need saving from monsters and devils. I need saving from love and lies// ** 'Zarron Smith' He said taking out his hand for me shake. Those hands. Those hands that would once cup my face and tell me how much the owner of the hands loved me. Those hands, I would hold to make me feel secure. Those hands I would dream that they would put ring in my finger. Those hands..wait. I mentally scolded myself to obsess over my ex's hands. Like what even, SERIOUSLY ELAINNE MARY DRAKE? Geez now I sound like my own mom. What is up with me. Wait, am I forgetting something? Satan cleared his throat in front of me. I looked up to see his highness smiling at me. Scoffs. His cheerfulness makes me wanna puke. 'Elianne Drake' I said faking a smile and shaking the hanging hand. He was still smiling, his perfect smile.. the smile that reaches his eyes and makes them twinkle like the stars. "ELIANNE......." I mentally thought of my mom yelling to stop me from falling from Satan all over again. Thinking all this, I didn't even realise how I was in the midst of a who-looks-away battle with Mr. Oh I'm so perfect himself. 'You look changed' He said finally breathing out. Funny, I thought. 'Well, sorry to disappoint you but I stopped crying for people that don't matter' I smirked a little. 'If that's what you meant...Zarron Smith'. His face held that look that I dreamt of seeing on his sorry face. Guess what honey. I'm done crying. Copyrights reserved.

Maggie, Merle and Paige learn the struggle of being a werewolf in a human-dominated world. As things get more dangerous, the oldest two - Maggie and Merle - seem to have two different opinions on how to handle it. In the end, only one answer is right.

I'll never know the meaning of life but that doesn't mean I can't enjoy the thought of it. Brooklyn, the 18 year old who has a fresh start in life when she moves with her broken family to London. She thought is would be the same until she meet the tall curly headed boy who sits in front of her on her bus.

Random poems, written by us: Elaine McAttybeth! No one's favorite poet with multiple personalities! We're all mad here, hope you enjoy our poems!

The modern fairy godmother warning** Contains some secrets Baddies Code "RULE NO 1 BADDIES DONT ................. Dig a little deeper to find the secret.

A poetic short story/spoken word story, that introduces the harsh truths of reality.

Hello everyone, we welcome you to the monthly magazine of Gods Squad. Here we are going to share with stories from mythology, articles on gods of various pantheons, essays on heroes and dissecting the hidden symbolism beneath various religions. We shall search for the truth and present them in front of you with valid facts and figures. Together, let's bring forth a new dawn! #JUSTICEFORHINDUS #JUSTICEFORANCIENTFAITHS

A story of deception.

just some personal experiences with life

A brief dystopian and philosophically descriptive imagery-packed omnipresent account of a Child's growing up in a beach-front world teetering on the verge of collapse. A mother's internal war with keeping her Child safe from Elders who see the Child's inquisitiveness as a threat balanced with her unyielding desire to see her son grow to expose the dark secrets of their world.