Honestthoughts Histoires

Written by a fellow human who's seen to much calculus and too little purpose. Warning: may include mild math trauma.

this one is solely dedicated to the """drama""" that happens in the QuizUp app.

Welcome to "Ink and Emotions"-a collection of thoughts, moments, and feelings I couldn't contain within myself. These pages hold more than just poetry; they're filled with random musings, midnight rambles, snippets of inspiration, and even the most childish poems I've written-because why not? Every thought, no matter how silly or serious, has a place here. Some pieces were born from fleeting moments of joy, others from nights that felt endless. You'll find love, heartbreak, doubt, hope, confusion, and a lot of in-between. It's messy and real, because emotions aren't meant to be neat or perfect. This collection is a reflection of that-chaotic, scattered, but always honest. If you enjoy what you find here, feel free to follow my journey on Instagram @_bookish_burrow_, where I share more poems, musings, rambles, and book reviews. Thank you for reading. I hope somewhere between the poems and thoughts, you find a bit of yourself too-or maybe just something that makes you smile for a moment. let's connect more :)

i thought some people could maybe feel a bit less alone with this so

When one falls in love you fall onto a path that is yet to be explored whether it's the first love or the third its never the same, the only constant to love is that it is indescribable. This is a story of love a story about Honest Thoughts a story of how one falls in love and a story of how one crumbles to her knees. "There's more to these thoughts perhaps it's the hidden honesty but look beyond the depths of my heart and you'll find me thus in your heart l reside"

Random. To ease the heartbreaks, to express disappointments, to be honest without confrontations, to lessen the pain and to treasure the moments that help me want to hold on.

Basically I will write my thoughts about books/other things here and try to criticize them. I am going to write my honest thoughts about them, so pleaase don't be mad at me. Tell me in the comments what am I supposed to criticize and I will. If it's a book send me the link to it. Thank you so much.

Just a few drafts. Let me know if they're any good.

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

My thoughts after dark when no one is watching. (In Progress any feedback is appreciated)

my thoughts.

My comfort in you.

This is the honest type of bullshit. It's basically going to be an overly dramatic string of crude thought. Maybe you'll like it, maybe you won't, that's your choice, motherfucker.

The Art of Breathing Through It All is a raw and deeply personal poetry collection that traces the path from panic to peace. Through nine evocative parts, it captures the chaos of anxiety, the ache of heartbreak, and the fragile beauty of healing. These poems speak for the moments when words fail - when grief is heavy, silence is loud, and breathing feels like an act of courage. It's not a story about being unbreakable; it's about learning how to mend, one breath at a time.