Lotsofcursing Stories

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"Take a look inside."

n. a nostalgic longing for a place which can never be revisited OG post date - July 26, 2023

Depression Anxiety Sadness Friendship Love Lust Trust Happiness Forever Betrayal Lies Drugs New beginnings The thruth The pain The reason The fights The mess The fucked up mess they are. "Are my feelings a joke for you huh cause if it is you have no fucking idea, how much it fucking hurts." And all she could do was stare at his eyes cause she knew it was true. "You said you loved me and I did too the only difference was I didn't lie to you." All those words coming out of his mouth. Cause all the thruth she kept in her heart was now revealed. "My hearts already a fucking mess it's broken so go on tell me you never love me. Twist the fucking knife." He screamed but this time he was wrong. "I love you." was all she could whisper. {CURRENTLY ON HOLD..}

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I have opinions too >:( Uh let's see Contains: • some (ahahaha,,,tons) of swearing • 'sensitive' topics (aka the fucking fandoms) • an angry Hispanic girl (Oh wait, that's me) • and more I guess Buckle your seatbelt, cuz oh hell god

Glass emotions. Glass people. Glass homes. Glass world. Glass lives. Pretty reflections of how fragile everything is. _ _ _ _ _ _ Vera Dina has lived her entire life in Silver Springs. When people start to go missing, everyone is trying to escape the small town--but when the bodies start to show up, and the airports burn to the ground all in one night, it becomes clear no one is leaving. When Vera starts hearing voices and seeing timers over people's heads, it's up to her to stop whatever is happening to the town--but...what exactly is happening to the town?

OOO first time making werewolf stories bc i was bored (all characters belongs to winnie/grape) TW: blood, major gore and mild character death. werewolf madness bc yes

drama. teenage angst. beach episode. plot twists and the moomins. a thrilling tale about love, rejection, fights, and resolutions.

Montse, a 24 year old YouTube animator, finds herself in a predicament when the Purge gets brought upon her town of New York City. Now, in order for her to survive, she must team up with an unlikely, and most certainly unordinary, group of survivors.

A story of love, passion, and a bit of awkwardness. Love has no age, at least that's what they say.

"No one makes a move to help anyone, even if they can, because that's the way the population is taught to think. Either you have a flashy quirk and become a hero, have a deadly quirk and become a villain, or have a useless quirk and be a background citizen..." Having ended up with the most unfortunate quirk, Izuku almost wished he'd simply been quirkless. The universe must've been kidding him. His quirk was way too villain-like for him to be a hero. But that made him all the more determined to be one. Just... in a different way.

( v. ) to do something with soul, creativity, or love ; to leave a piece and essence of yourself in your work. "in every work of art, the artist himself is present" - c. morgenstern ## lowercase intended ## my annual end-of-year oneshots ## will never be marked completed unless i quit writing fics ## enjoy <3

"Please don't leave me," she managed as tears silently streamed down her face. "I'm sorry. I love you," he finished, tears streaming down his face too. "I love you too," she whispered back. Everything happened so quickly after that. The beeping sound stopped, and nurses and doctors rushed in. Tears were freely falling down her face as she watched the doctors cover her husband's body. ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• Katrina Moore, better known as Mrs. Cox, was married to a guy-an average, bookworm, and not so handsome in everybody's eyes kind of guy, but lovely, unique and special in Katrina's eyes. Summer '09. The summer when Ryan Cox finally got the guts to ask Katrina to be his girlfriend. It took exactly one month for her to say yes. They finished college and decided to get married. For some time, they were the happiest couple alive. Everything was fine, until Ryan had an accident. He didn't make it. And all he left for Katrina was their Box of Memories.

We didn't ask to be like this. We were born like this. Then they made us what they wanted us to be. Then they turned on us. Now we're fighting back.

"Why are you going around feeling sorry for yourself? Ain't nobody gonna feel sorry that you feel sorry, boy." ****** We never get to hear the story through the abuser's eyes. Not that it matters. He doesn't know what he is. ***** Updates every 5-10 days. "Theories." has been #522 in General Fiction.