Insomniacs कहानियाँ

New York has been lost. When survival means keeping your head down and your knife in hand, Avery's best bet for staying alive is to trust no one. Predators roam the silent streets ; Gangs ruling the ashes like kings and survivors carving out an existence with no mind for those they scar. But remember: these aren't the only monsters that the city hides. Welcome to the apocalypse.

Just a collection of poems.

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LYRİCS

Ii have insomnia and I would like to give tips on how to deal with it

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Jacob Melder. He's your average high school student. He's sixteen. He's what everybody calls a 'floater'. He's got friends in every clique. When one person from a special group of students confronts Jacob, and chooses Jacob as the next to join his growing group of ten people, what will Jacob do when he finds himself suffering from unexplainable symptoms that will most likely change his life forever? Will he accept his new found fate and stay with the group that want to accept him, or will he try to leave and suffer his fate alone with no help from anybody?

A relationship gone bad, riddled with cheating, lies and pain. Lydia Cade loves Christopher Cordley with all her heart but he could never love her back. His heart went cold many years ago when a tragic accident took the life of his lover. Now Christopher is coldhearted and abusive to whoever will take the pain. THIS VERSION IS DISCONTINUED.

in which the youth that cannot sleep, are all gathered in a building so cheap. broken by the brittleness of wood, a place given to those who stood. [ roleplay about sneaking-off insomniacs and night owls ]

The origin and history of a YouTube group named "The Idiotics" by the eyes of Atticus (Oliver).

The Sun King, Her God. The Moon Goddess is after the heart of her human lover; that was split between his two sons who he had with his human lover.

For them, love is as elusive as sleep.

"you keep me up at night." © katrina 2014

pour que tout ce passe bieennnn

NEW ONESHOT STORY 2/21/2020!!! An anomalous tale of an ordinary, sleep-hungry man being plagued by what he thought was his curse, but turned out to be his key to escape from the shackles that truly bound him. During a frigid, remorseless early morning of winter, he experiences an unwonted and unforeseen encounter that changes his world and his view of it altogether. Read on to witness how he transforms his handicap into a handy cup of coffee to flavor the blandness of mundane normality. Teaser: The coldness of the gales licked at him from every angle. The would-be thieves of all the heat in his body. He shivered, and he swore that he heard the ice demons cackle in delight. The rushing winds whipped at him as they enveloped his sweater in paralytic frost, eliciting another curse directed to the heavens above. By the time he reached his destination, he was half-frozen and half-damned for all the blasphemes he had unleashed. The coffee shop was a welcome change from the unending cruelty of the winter dawn. The hungering scent of brewed coffee hugged every wall and molecule of the restaurant. Relaxingly elegant orange lights painted every surface, giving it a warm and welcoming atmosphere, perfect for such a tumultuous night. "T-this must b-be h-heaven!" Even his thoughts were shuddering. Too preoccupied with his temperature problem, he failed to notice a person in front of him, unaware of the disaster that the human icicle will bring.

the sad hours. the lonely hours.