Lonly Stories

"El chico solitario que se queda solo" tatuare en mi piel, quedara esta historia grabada, con tinta y sangre; esta historia sin reparo, sin retorno. Yo me quedare como el chico solitario que se queda solo, arrepintiéndose de todo en el fondo.

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I wake up to water dripping on my face. The floor underneath me is wet and cold. I feel a sharp pain through my leg. I stand up slowly try to get a feel of the pain. I see people in my head smiling and running around as the memory flickers away like an old movie. I lean up against the wall and walk along side it trying to find the door. After fifteen minutes or so I feel a surface that isn't metal but wood. I feel for a nob and there it is. I turn the nob and it isn't locked. I open the door and see a kitchen. It has white marble counters and white wood cupboards. I grey metal fridge and a black marble floor. Where am I?

It's sad

Have you ever seen a girl or boy, sitting alone at the bus. Sitting alone in the schoolyard. Sitting alone eating lunch? Well, I was one of those girls. My name is Maya, and this is the story of how my life changed forever!

Ask me anything

How I feel when I'm in love idk what to write about tho

my name is Tristan watts and I only have like four friends I don't even know if they are my friends I feel like I am hated every day I am always leafed out on everything that goes on in life

A story about a boy who tries with all of his heart to face his past and take control of his memories. He has a very long road to take with fake friends from his past and present memories flashing in and out. As he slowly changes from who he was to something wicked. A story about a sad boy who only wanted one thing. From~the name that isn't worth remembering.

A young girl Lumina experiences the changes that come with growing up as she learns more about the world around her. She finds herself lost in this new world. A man named Dazai finds her and shows her the positives of this new world.

Silence can be ear splitting. Darkness can blind us. Love is a silent killer, the most deadliest poison known to man. But do we chose to be silent? Do we chose to be dark? Do we chose who we fall in love with? Why do we make most of the discussions we make. Well I'm not really sure if this matters, it probably doesn't, but my name is Stephen and once you go silent you think a lot and your mind spins and all you can think about are crazy questions no one can really answer. I haven't said one word seance my mom was killed. I have no family left. My dad left us when I was six. He wanted a son and was disappointed he was stuck with me. I want that man who killed my mother behind bars! I want my best friend back, and no I'm not a looser but my mom was rather young to be a mom so she was chill. All i'm saying is i'm lost. I dont know where to go or what to do. I haven't talked to a sole seance the day. The day a big part off me was ripped away. I love you.

so good

Just some sad and strange one-shots. :)

Sugar vs Salt is poetry written on a real relationship Sugar is about the sweet sensation our hearts experience while in love. Salt is about the bitter pain our hearts feel while living with a painful broken heart.