Literally Stories

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A dumb, silly, overly long story about Yenndo and Foxy, how they've grown over a period of hatred to friendship to whatever they are now ig STORY HOLDS: Angst , duh Comfort Dumb cheesy lines ig Foxy got those insecurities man idk I don't know how I'm gonna write this Some spicy stuff? Depends. More angst... Enjoy

That's it they're some dreams I had (with mods)

May also include things that I've done on call Fun

it was 3 in the morning and i was bored it's absolute nonsense i wouldn't suggest reading it

I miss him.

So these are pretty popular I guess?? I wanted to try one out

It was a lovely evening and I had wanted to go out with my close friends, we went to an lgbtq club near my house that we often frequented. Ezra and Kai, (friends I've had since 9th grade) were walking ahead of us. I was walking further behind with one of my closest friends since 5th grade. our steps were in sync as the fresh floral breeze whisped past us. I took in a deep breath trying to inhale all the sweet air I could before it would go away. As I opened my eyes Isabelle was looking at me with what looked like wonder in her beautiful hazel eyes. "what?" i asked "oh..... uh- nothing" It was obviously something because she immediately looked away with a faint blush on her cheeks and the tips of her ears. I love it when she blushes like that, it's the cutest thing.

watch me struggle over science work while using wattpad to word count👍🏼

Have you ever meet a person who is so stupid that he/she don't even know what's the difference between peanut and butter? Well, here in this story explore the weird world of a literally idiot, dumb, slow, and stupid girl who never realize that 1. her best friend has a crush on her. 2. She is not bullied. 3. She's dumb enough for attention seeking... 4. A guy who she thought is a rapist. 5. She is slightly crazy.. just a little. This story you might find is nonsense. but oh well, English is not my language.

What happens when literally becomes a part of your life!?

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die

Im so sorry

Sometimes I have dreams, My memory of these dreams aren't always clear and the stories tend to be a bit jumpy, a lot of these happen because I ate ice cream before bed. NOTE all names and locations have been changed for safety purposes

I still remember the day I learned how to be lonely. This was never meant to be a guide on how not to be sad-I'm terrible at that. Most days, I just stare out of my dorm window, watching the rain blur everything, especially the girl I left behind. In this boarding school, I make friends with ghosts and old secrets. The laughs and whispered stories at night all carry the same echo: my heart's not here. It's still stuck in the goodbye I never said. She's the girl I wrote poems for in the margins. Now she lives only in the quiet regret I can't shake. Friendship here feels like two broken boats tied together, trying not to sink. I smile in crowded rooms while something inside me slips through the cracks. Maybe growing up is just learning how to hide sadness better. I keep looking for meaning in the mess, staying up at 3 AM like the answers might come in the dark. I try to write myself a happy ending, but the truth is-I don't know how. She's the one who taught me how to cry.

i'm back with another short prose :) so for this one, it's inspired by Orpheus' & Eurydice's love story. fyi, these two are from the Greek mythology, where Orpheus was a legendary musician, poet. whilst Eurydice was simply a female nymph. one day, they fell in love.... alright do your own research at this point! :p hehe so this prose, is a rendition of mine of their tragic love story, and again, i don't think it's as good. enjoy, nonetheless. xo