Internal Stories

Honestly, there are no definitive characters. Just my thoughts and feelings.

If there's no one who wants to save me, why do I still try to save others? If you ever feel bad, sad, just left out. Then Two Face is the right thing for you. It's a short story and poems collection about my own thoughts and struggles. I don't try to express my feelings, I more likely use them to write, they're nothing bad, more likely a friend of mine who hates and tries to kill me. There's nothing left in my life except for a promise I made for someone and the stuff I write. If I can't help myself, why not others? I really hate the humans but not humanity, I know the current developments are scary but if there's no one who can make you smile or feels relatable to something else, then why should u keep going? Why can't I just kill myself and be happy..

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When she was eight-teen and dealing with the recent loss of her Mother, Olivia Malcolm signed away her life to become the British, pop-star sensation, Rose Grey. The only rules, no one can find out who she really is, and if they do, she looses everything. At first, she thought this sounded like a good idea, there was nothing she cared enough for to risk losing everything for. That is, until she met Jasper Killian. He was the son of her mother's blackmailers and the top producer in the country, and yet, he was perfect. Sweet, charming, smart, and observant enough to see who she was on the inside, behind the makeup and costumes. But how is she going to decide if he's worth the risk, or if she's just scared of his parents, Julia and Robert Killian and their investigation into her true identity. And how is she going to handle the increasing weight of her fading identity as her character slowly takes over her life as Olivia.

This is a letter from me, to the world. From me, to myself. This is a statement, not a story. Call it a journal if you wish, where the thoughts of a forgotten wanderer will roam.

Poems. They help and they heal. They hurt and they scar. They portray emotions. They show who you are.

this is literally the thoughts that go through my head.

a wise person once told me... "You'll never get to see the best of you when you're on your own" In which, with that being said, It's finally here! the very first Self Award book where you, My dear Lofties, will be able to judge my works for fun~! Hope you Enjoy~!

A short story regarding the virtual world, exploring the idea of multiple "layers" of reality. My very first work (written in 2022) (A few hidden details, including a major one revealed in the ending. There are clues throughout the story to help interpret the ending.)

A Series i wrote quit a while ago. One of my earliest pieces with the underlying theme being self affirmation and re-envisioning. This is my Self - Reflection Series. Please like and leave any feedback you may have.

Free style poems or story's about life in general. Because a bitter truth is better than a sweet lie.

When Elora Cleo is possessed by a demon, it leads her family into an adventure that they will never forget.

Some where to get it all out I guess

In a world where magic and internal energy coexist with monsters and demons, Veer, an 18-year-old boy from Earth, finds himself transported to a new dimension after a mysterious experiment gone wrong. Presented with a life-altering choice by a divine being, Veer opts to embark on a thrilling journey in this unfamiliar realm. Now inhabiting the body of a young boy, Veer discovers his extraordinary ability to control both mana and internal energy. As he navigates his way through this world devoid of gods, demons, monsters, and dragons, Veer realizes he possesses unparalleled power and potential. This is a tale of Veer's exploration of a world brimming with magic, cultivation, and supernatural phenomena. With his newfound abilities, Veer strives to unravel the mysteries of his existence, uncover his true destiny, and face the challenges that lie ahead. Along the way, he will encounter friends and foes, navigate political intrigues, and confront formidable adversaries in his quest for self-discovery and triumph. Join Veer on an exhilarating adventure filled with thrilling battles, personal growth, and unexpected twists. Will Veer harness his unique gifts to become a legendary figure in this world? Will he uncover the truth behind his arrival and the secrets that bind the realms together? Embark on this epic journey as Veer navigates the realms of magic, monsters, and cultivation, forging his own path and shaping the fate of the world itself.

"I'm telling you guys, Buttercup is the best Powerpuff girl," Christeen stated. "No, she's not! Blossom is. Have you seen her? She's is the queen of all things children hero," Andrew whole heartily professed. Adam broke out of his thoughtful phase on that comment."Okay,I have to agree with Chrissy, Buttercup is SWAGGED OUT." Christeen began a course of oohs in front of Andrews face and exchanged high fives with Adam, who had sat with a boisterous look on his face. "Oh, really?" Andrew asked, looking irate. "Hell yeah." "Okay, I never knew that a little 7 year old could secretly be gay, but whatever." I laughed at that statement while Adam and Christeen looked perplexed. These idiots, actually children geniuses, were my friends. Christeen and her naturally red hair sat to my left. She had amazing deep blue eyes that occasionally appeared violet and were speckled in gold. They were for everly encased in joy. Her cheekbones were defined but slightly rounded off so they weren't sharp. Andrew sat to her left. He had a strong jawbone and bright blue eyes with a small tinge of brown in them. Adam was the odd ball out of the four us. He had hazel eyes, slightly chubby that were nearly impossible not to pinch and he was human. (This is just more of a prolouge/excerpt than a summary. The actual summary won't be made until near the end of the story when I have a definite plot.)

Often in life, things go on that we cannot control. The way we act may take a true toll on our soul. Think about it, you're fighting an internal and external battle. The big question is, though, who's the real winner?

Just a collection of my stories and poems I've made over time. My writing focuses mostly on mental health and depressing aspects.