Hiddenthoughts Stories

Facts everyone knows deep inside but yet need to remind them time to time, to help them from themselves...

Do you ever wonder where your mind goes? How you get to your mental state? She has... she always has. And she knows. How and why she's where she is but... this girl doesn't want to be fixed. She never did. Which is why she stays in her mind, to where her mind wonders. Will you? (Just So you guys know this story wont be in chronological order, those of you who know me, should know some of the order based off events that have happened in our lives, and you'll get a little insight to how I really felt)

where the daydreamer writes her innermost feelings using similes & metaphors.

Arcane; Understood by few and Intended to be kept secret. Originally written by me... 😊😊😊 Hope you like it guys

"Sometimes I wonder why I was even created to exist, only to fade in the background. " © All rights reserved.

When life deals you a wake up call hand, it is best to WAKE UP! These are the chronicles of the Chosen. A story about the path widely travelled and a destination rarely reached.

Everyone has a part of themselves they keep hidden from others. They reveal more of themselves to some and less of themselves to others. If you think about it no one has ever shown their true self to anyone not even themselves. People will go on not knowing themselves not even in death. What's after death no one knows except the dead which can't tell us. The hidden part of them self is deep. Deeper will ever know.

»To the misunderstood and the silent. The ones, who can't speak for themselves and who can't find the right words to do it. To the ones, who can't love or love too much and the shattered. To the ones, who stand up every day and face their demons and keep fighting a battle, without knowing if they are about to win or lose the war. To the strong, the weak, the broken, to everyone, who feels like they need it. It's for you.« » Loud Thoughts ll © poems by herzschreiben (don't copy without permission) used pictures do not belong to me I8.ll.2ol5- 2l.o4.2ol8

Here....... Here I write little pieces of of stories that come into my mind at the moment. Or about what I'm feeling. Or just because I got inspiration from a song I listened to recently. But here's just cute little moments, or emotional, or romantic moments. Or just random moments lol. Most are of couples and stuff. So yeah. Read if you want some feels and romantic fluff and stuffs. Yeah... Some poems? Hehe. (I know, I hate these too. But please don't steal a scene and incorporate it into one of your stories or whatever. I mean, it's just common courtesy really.)

Things that I've written over the years. I know it's complete trash, but you don't have to read it.

"for all the things I cannot say, simply write and set them to flames. and maybe, just like those words staining the page, all your worries and all the problems will simply burn away" lemme explain a bit. I have a burn jar. what's a burn jar you ask? a glass jar that slowly gets filled up by ink stained paper that contains my emotions or unwanted voices. whenever it's filled, I take it outside and simply drop a few matches into it. the papers burn, along with all the emotions in it. it helps :) I'mma still burn pages but I'll record them here as well, sadly, I already burned a filled jar so I'mma just start from scratch. maybe, after a year or so I'll read over what and how much I wrote. and reflect on how I've changed or grown (for better or worse). maybe delete and start a new. who knows

• P O E T R Y • All this time i believed For something to be healed, That maybe someday i can retrieve My old soul, buried deep. As my heart aches to be filled By someone maybe i could meet Bringing me something extraordinary exquisite I wont stop looking, with a wispher of hope to breathe I was waiting for new Because I thought that would suffice me being blue But nevertheless of who I'll be waiting just like how the sun sets too Maybe yes, i dont know you yet But let this poems linger with every steps; To the moon and stars as my witnesses The remaining glimpse of my soul will be hidden in this sentiments. Iska English and Filipino ✨ ᜉᜇᜌᜓᜈ᜔ 36 out of 100.

This is not the usual book I write. This contains some random writing that I have done. Has short stories. Has poems. Has ... Writing (no duh 🙄) Might also contain fan fiction. (BTS probably) Read if you want. 😁

⚠️MIGHT BE TRIGGERING TO SOME PEOPLE⚠️

-basically my thoughts for my online friend-ish (we don't really converse anymore) -why do i feel this way?

Every hidden desires that roam our mind, heart and soul. Crave to be unleashed. Let your thoughts heal and mind opened to a journey of being the best version of ourselves. I desire to have this book be the reason why you find a reason to feel like you're not alone in this battle. I hope you'll find every beautiful blessings to live, love and forever find your happiness. From a poet that cares <3

Their friendship tested, their bonds examined. 6 friends,with their parents and loved ones, went to Egypt in search of what was the key to understanding power but it will all change as one of their friend kidnapped and held each one of them in a secret place. Will they be able to know who's doing the crime before none of them is left? Who is doing the crime? What is the meaning of the title? A novelette that induces the importance of forgiving and friendship.

In 'Song Cry,' Shawn Carter raps that one cannot turn a bad girl good but once a good girl's gone bad, she's gone forever. Can't help but wonder. Question: Does this also hold some truth for the opposite gender?

⚠️MIGHT BE TRIGGERING TO SOME PEOPLE⚠️