histórias de Lostinthought

In a noisy world, Chose silence. Sitting by a river, deep in the forest, I found peace not loneliness. No crowds. No expectations. Just water flowing, leaves breathing, and a soul finally listening to itself

You wonder when it all started. Little Lord Anthony. Mischievous, arrogant, narrow-minded, utterly unbearable Lord Anthony, Viscount Orlando, the very young master of the Adipramana Marquessate. You wonder, what happened that this eyesore of an imperial noble ended up peacefully asleep, his head resting on your lap, as you watched your children play tag in the garden. You truly wonder, why and how you, the daughter of a mere baron in a vassal country, became the next Marchioness Adipramana.

This book is a collection of moments caught in the strange glow between thought and reality. Each piece begins with a shift in air, a scene laid out like a stage before anyone walks onto it. The narrator studies these situations the way some people study wounds: slowly, carefully, and with a private logic that refuses to walk in a straight line. Inside these pages you'll find monologues that wander through the quiet corridors of a mind that never learned the approved version of reasoning, and dialogues that spark between characters who feel like shadows meeting under odd streetlights. Every scene stands alone, yet each carries the same pulse, the same crooked heartbeat that tries to make sense of a world that rarely explains itself. This isn't a traditional story. It is a map of thoughts that bend, break, reform, and sometimes contradict themselves. A set of episodes where emotions, instincts, memory, and raw perspective collide. A journal of the unsaid. A voice trying to decode life by inventing its own rules as it goes. For readers who love honesty without polish, logic without permission, and moments that bite harder because they refuse to be softened, this book opens its doors. Step in. Listen closely. Nothing here fits neatly into place, but everything here follows its own kind of truth.

poemistheart 4 Poetry picture book in away but they tell a story as well; my story🌸♡

Do you ever have the feeling like your life is boring? Do you ever have the feeling that you want to escape your life? Do you ever think about how your life would be if it was more interesting? Do you ever live between the world in your head and the real world? Do you ever feel like sleeping and never wanting to wake up, being stuck in a sweet dream? Do you ever think that the world is the wrong thing here, not you? Because I do. And I feel like I'm not supposed to be here.

Short stories. Long drags. Soft chaos.

drowning in a mind full of nothing my 2am thoughts, bursts of inspiration poety, short stories, randomness a reflection of i, the author

Just some thoughts that flood my mind and make me drift off into its depths... Thoughts, poems, and philosophies. Words you'll hopefully ponder over. (Cover pic is not mine)

Con la finalidad de encontrar mis pensamientos incógnitos,puede que llege a ser la historia que complemente tus sentimientos perdidos... La respuesta estará dentro de este libro.

leaving a small school these kids learn the ways of high school, being true to each other and them self's. this is there story

through tears ive shed, shameless nights i slept and countless days i count while the hours lie wake.

Sometimes, pain is better hidden to avoid being misunderstood and to avoid conflict. Sometimes, it's better to talk to a stranger, than to talk to someone who have hurt you. A poem that will make you a passerby in my life

Dark Poet, Suicidal, Lost In Thought, Lost In Translation. Bunch oh poet that tell about pain he/she doesn't matter careful about what ur about to read warning Someone need to tell it Someone need to told it Someone need to be open about it So someone realize that they're not alone All About Pain Cautious WARNING This poetry contains sensitive topic suck as suicide and depression

Randomness my brain came up with. All because of @mideoftheshadows

It's like this isn't real "SKY DONT STOP UNTIL YOU FIND HIM" "I CANT LEAVE YOU JUKE "SKYLAR come on hurry" "No NEKO I can't just leave him here" they sobbed. A story how one is trapped in a world where nothing makes sense they must find true friends in this realm while trying to balance life in the real world without people noticing and getting worried Lost in thought Posting will be very slow so pls bear with me

Hi. Im Cee (Don't hope for more info.) I get lonely like all of us sometimes. Uhh I like poetry but I'm not great at it.

It has the explanation of three different aspects of life.. Its a combination of fear, hope and happiness.. It shows tragedy and triumph, helplessness and hopefulness. A piece of visual art which will brighten up your thoughts.. COVER DESIGN BY: @mal365 💕 I hope that you'll like it.. These words came out of my heart and were sprawled here.. Continue to read and support me :))

Inner thoughts are one hell of a fight. They pound on you without holding anything back. Gosh, aren't they annoying. Always teasing you or always twisting your word. Why can't they just shut up for once. *** Just a little idea I came up with during 3am in the morning lol*** THE BOOK COVER PHOTO IS BY: AndytheLemon on DeviantArt, picture called inner thoughts X 🙌🏻

This story is about a girl named Maria she change from being in a two bedroom apartment two bedroom house she's not used to having this luxury life style ever sent her dad company became such a success they had everything she ever wanted the only thing she ever one it was the not move and have our old life back I she know they were struggling but I move schools I lost all my friends and my mum and dad know how much is hard for me to make friends when Maria's started school if your friends it wasn't actually that bad as she thought until she got on Amanda's bad side one day she spilled some food on Amanda by accident and Amanda looked at her and pushed on the ground knocking all her books including a food all over her face and hair amendable to her is there and laughed and all the schools are to look at her and started to laugh too she looked and said I thought this was going to be a good year but I guess not as I ran away i was straight to the principals office and told her everything and of course Amanda had to be the principles daughter principal just brush me off and told me to get back to class this is not important how predictable since I have no friends asked my mom for guitar and next Christmas open when my presence and there was a beautiful shiny guitar i was so happy that all I did since I had no friends was playing with my guitar for one day as I was playing with my guitar I heard some strange voices i thought it was a just hearing things or so I thought........