Lostfeelings Stories

My name is Jane Rizzoli. I am well known for solving homicides amongst my coworkers in Sacramento,CA. I enjoy the single life. I am not ready to settle down even thoug...

SO BASICALLY THERES A GIRL NAMED NATASHA AND SHE LIEKD ZISHAN EVER SINCE YEAR 2 PLEASE DJNT ATTACK AMERICANS ANYWAYS AND EVER SINCE THIS STUPID MF AMIRAH SAID THAT SHE L...

I am just a wandering soul, quietly drifting forward. I am the demon that haunts you, revenge for what you did to me. I am the innocent girl who once knelt at your feet...

Contains a mixture of emotions

Diese Geschichte ist leider wahr es handelt um einen Jungen in den ich mich verliebte der sich jedoch als Fake herausstellte und jemand mir bekanntes war..

it's a form of poetry where the person describes it's true self that others don't truly see...

A bunch of poems that I've done in the past. Trigger Warning!! Might be some graphic sections.

When lyrics fail, poetry prevails and poetry stems from the lyrics that each song tells. They exist here and serve as flashbacks and memories, being in the past and pres...

Clara Moreau's move to Canada introduces her to Luke Carson, a classmate whose steady presence and quiet understanding quickly become a source of comfort and affection...

This is a fan fiction, none of the following scenes actually happened. This is written based on writers and imagination. Some scenes may also be triggering, as cutting a...

To find the love that they longing for many years......

nagyon jó! olvasd el! köszi

Guys this is just a true story about the unknown pregnancy... Don't miss it out.. Hope u read it

Poetry/exaggerated emotions/melodramatic thought journal/songs of flowers, stars, love and everything felt •🌌🌹🌈•

y/n used to date louis partridge but louis joined the popular group at school and became toxic and a f*ck boy and cheated on y/n with one of the popular girls. y/n is b...

"Your life is a tale, your brethren tell your story. You fill in the pages with your alluring words, your mischief and sorrow give life to the verbs" Prose and...

Peace and sparks A bloom that never happened Distress and pain My hate for many words Few words, an expression of my being Everyday, everytime , each passing second...