Mental Stories

"Psychos can't fall in love" "Then you obviously havent met me"

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ أتـرونْيَـا بأثَركم مُـزهرة فلا تجعلوا من معناها يظهَـرُ في صَـفحاتٍ خلتْ مِـنكم ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ بقدرٍ من الألمِ حيثُ وُلِدَت معاناةٌ قادتها حروبٌ خلّفَت آثارًا .. قصّةٌ من عصر الأنوارِ تحكي روحًا من الأشجانِ لا تعرفُ حبورًا إلا قليلًا تحوي الجمَال نفسًا أخذت بكَ من القَدرِ حيثُ يُشِعُّ أملًا باتَ حرامًا كلّها حكايةٌ ستنتهي باقترابِ فناءٍ يبعثُ نيرانًا فحريقَا _________________ 1924 ∞ Atronia ★ ( not just a star.. it's all moon )

'' your love wont built me a kingdom, and your hate wont dig my grave'' Madeleine was made for survival, her entire being was wired to survive no matter the circumstances. she had never needed anyone to come save her. she had never needed anyones comfort or pity. nikolai Petrov never hesitated to kill, to hurt to tear apart anyone who would dare even breathe wrong near him. he didnt show mercy. Madeleine wasnt going to change that. and he wasnt going to change her.

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He is a ghost in a world that never knew his name. A time traveler, unmoored from time. A hero, stripped of his story. Takemichi has awakened in a world untouched by his tears, his battles, his sacrifices. Here, the scars of the past are smooth and unmarked. The banners of Toman do not fly. The faces he fought for-and died for-stare through him with blank, uncomprehending eyes. His desperate pleas to "save them" are met not with fists or loyalty, but with the soft, sterile pity reserved for the mentally ill. The proof is everywhere, and it is absolute: in this reality, he does not exist. And so, a chilling doubt begins to crystallize, cold and sharp in his soul. What if the world he remembers-the roaring motorcycles, the spilled blood, the bonds sworn in sunlit lots-was all a magnificent, desperate fabrication? What if the love, the loss, the entire weight of his destiny... was merely the elaborate illusion of a fractured mind? Perhaps he never leaped through time. Perhaps he only ever leaped into madness. Now, he stands at the precipice of two abysses: one, a world that denies him. The other, a haunting question that unravels everything he was. Was any of it ever real?

When lonely coder download an app that promise to "sync his mind with success" his life transform until the app starts deleting people from his memory. In chasing perfection, Aarav Mehta must face one truth: the real enemy lives inside his own mind. Offline Mode - A psychological thriller about technology, identity, and the price of self control.

I'm not real. No one is. It's my imagination. There is only one way out. || This book is about a girl who struggles with her mental health and she runs away, not thinking what could happen and how she could die. This book also mentions struggles I have or have had. Few trigger warnings include: Suicide, self-harm, depression and small mentions of sexual harassment.

(Starts end of ep 6, written after ep 7) After Jax and Pomni's fight, Jax's mental health reaches a whole new low. Will he continue to push everyone away until it's too late? Or will he eventually learn to accept everyone's help as the secrets of the circus gets revealed?

In Krimson City, when three detectives get an emergency call from Beacon Mental Hospital, they're skeptical at first. Little did they know that by entering the hospital, they're about to experience hell on earth. Can they make it out alive? This is a fan adaption from the video game turned into a movie.

Feathers starts to tear through his skin. A classmate's dead. 16 year old Yosuke who got no memories, no past, must crack the murder or he might be next. *** "So, no new memories?" Leon tried, swallowed hard, hands clammy over the cheap paper table cloth, thinking about the stuff Liam said. Baby Yoyo rocking back and forth. Not sure Yosuke was ready to hear about that depressing shit yet. "No memories." Yosuke sighed again, wistfully. "Maybe I should cut my hair, like on my ID. Maybe that could help me remember something. Anything." He dug into his stuffed school pants pocket-pens, notes, keys, money all crammed in together-and pulled out his student ID. "Here." Leon took it. The photo showed a younger Yosuke. Same face, same dark hair but cut way shorter. Well shaped ears exposed, corny-looking bangs. The eyes were different. Knowing. Not erased. Something hard in them-anger, pain. A look that reminded Leon uncomfortably of Liam. His stomach dropped. He handed the ID back. Forced a smile. "Nah. Your hair's cool. The whole mysterious new guy thing." He twisted his bracelet. "Totally grunge. Suits you." "Mysterious," Yosuke repeated, testing the word. Then he ducked his head and lifted his hot chocolate. His eyes went wide at the first sip-genuinely wide, like the sweetness was something worth cataloging. "This is so much better than Swiss chocolate!" He turned toward the counter. "Miss? This is really good!" The server glanced up from her magazine. Gave Yosuke that look-the one people gave him when they couldn't figure out if he was serious. Then went back to reading. Yosuke's face fell. Just a fraction. Just enough. Leon watched it happen and felt that twist in his chest-the one that felt like wanting to punch something. Or maybe wrap this weird kid up so tight the world couldn't get to him anymore.

basically Swan but in Toronto

novel young adult coming of age wlw tw sa ed

فِكرة،إبتِلاع،لا للهَضم،تراكُم وأعِـد الحَصـد. • لَيسـت كل الكُتب مُناسبة لجميع القُرآء، لكن كُل ما أكتُب فَهو مُناسب لقارئٍ ما .. فأعثُر عليه.

"I mean, what kind of freak can't even step outside of their own house"

at what cost tho ? Cause you mine already....all it take is 3 words lil mama yana's 1st creation. (book)

- MUHAMMAD AQEEF ZIYYAN - Seorang jejaka yang ego tinggi dan mempunyai pendirian sendiri. Sehinggalah suatu hari dia bertemu dengan seorang gadis yang pendiam tetapi mampu membuat jejaka seperti dirinya tersungkur. "Aku takkan sesekali melutut dengan sesiapapun." "Abang merayu supaya isteri abang terus kuat. Abang rindu isteri abang yang dulu." - DAISYA INARAH - Seorang gadis yang solehah dan pendiam namun banyak yang di pendam. Kehadiran jejaka secara tiba-tiba membuatnya semakin lemah. Sehinggalah dia membuat keputusan untuk menjauhi demi menjaga kesihatan mentalnya yang semakin teruk. "Jangan dekat dengan aku dan jangan pernah cuba untuk mendekati aku." "Daisya tak kuat abang. Daisya nak rehat dari semua ini." Sebesar mana iman di dada dan seluas mana ilmu agama akan tetapi manusia tetap akan jatuh. Bagaimanakah mereka mengharungi ujian mendatang? Adakah mereka dapat menyelesaikannya bersama?

Nisha looks alive to everyone who sees her. Perfect, bright, helpful-unreachable. But inside, she is learning how to survive days that feel heavier than living. Between strangers who feel like mirrors, memories that won't stay buried, and a friend who exists only when she is alone, this is a story about wanting to disappear quietly-and choosing to stay without calling it hope. This is not a love story. It is a survival one.

Pauleen

[ DISCLAIMER: NOT OCS OR DID ] Nine hearts beat as one. The virgin soul cries for justice. Across two worlds a great evil will be undone. The ever present malice. . . . WOO ! LORE ABOUT ME AND MY PERSONAS ! FINALLY !

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