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A fictional story!!!

Picture this. Your parents die.... and you have to take care of your younger brothers. One is a typical 13 year old with grief and the other hasn't said a word since, (the doctors says it's normal but I'm not buying it) 😃

As the pressure to be "unbreakable" and the stereotyped jock, the cracks in Halk's mind begin to bleed between illusion and reality. mostly in first person view of the main character, Halk Ruin. grows in expectation and abusive cruel worlds.

Me venting, maybe you can relate

Una ragazza in un reparto psichiatrico, tanti problemi e poco tempo

A journal. Just a gal who feels a lot and likes to write dramatically.

I'm changing my stories as it is being rewritten Old title of the story : reborn as catnap New one: I WILL BREAK FREE FROM MY CHAINS

❛❛ The bells of Poveglia rang not from towers, but from the depths of a saltwater grave. You watched as the walls of the asylum breathed with the pulse of those long forgotten by God. Holiness had once been a promise of salvation, but here, it was revealed as just another kind of hunger . . . ❜❜ A chance meeting in a Venetian museum leads an architect and a photographer into the heart of a maritime nightmare. They journey to the forbidden island of Poveglia, where the soil is enriched by ash and the corridors reverberate with the screams of the past. As the boundaries between memory and madness dissolve, they discover that some sins refuse to stay buried beneath the lagoon. 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Wattpad 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Banner & Cover by @mxtsuro 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Enmesharra ,, 2026

Thoughts of a bleeding mind. Sometimes, the darkest thoughts swirl to become the most beautiful dance when woven into words. To write calms me. Perhaps someone will know these feelings.

"𝔞𝔫 𝔦𝔪𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔰𝔢 𝔞𝔠𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔞𝔱 𝔬𝔫𝔠𝔢." Vera had only one direction in her life, straight. Born inside a crime ring, she had only one rule: survive by any means. With no chances to look back, she had one chance to pull off the biggest job yet, to steal from the world's most affluent family's heir. or Vera is stuck with an impossible job to quench her thirst for thrills.

a collection of poems. disclaimer: I do not own the cover art.

♠- - - - - Updated version - - - - -♠ ✞ Can't We Be Free Together ✞ ✞ Also known as: CWBFT ✞ This is a Fyolai fanfic ♣- - - - - The plot of this story - - - - -♣︎ ✰ The beginning of this plot ✰ - Nikolai is the MC and he goes through his entire life all over again, after it all started with this one horrible nightmare he couldn't stop thinking about. - While he went through these reoccurring dreams of his past, he is also waking up everyday still and having to live in two separate lives. One is reality one is fake, but they both feel so real. - His dreams tells us more about his past and how he met Fyodor and what happened when he was beginning to fall in love with him. ✰ As we get deeper into the plot ✰ - It changes a lot. The overall plot to the story will remain secret. As we approach chapter 14. - Things start to unfold and everything that happened before were just distractions from what is about to come. ♦︎- - - - - Credits - - - - -♦︎ 🂡 The cover is made by Creantzyy on Insta/twitter. 🂳 Fanarts I use for each chapter are all made by different artists. ♥︎- - - - - Extras - - - - -♥︎ → Important updates/announcements will be in conversations ♡ Feel free to follow my other socials <3 ▪Tiktok/Pinterest/Insta: Demonfyodorrr ▪Twitter/X: Nikolaisoverco

When the ringing stops, she's there. Artemis Kelley's world ended with a car crash and a flatline. Since her mother's death, silence doesn't exist anymore. There's always a high-pitched ringing in her ears, a reminder of the moment everything broke. She's barely holding herself together - balancing grief, a volatile home life, and the slow collapse of the only place she ever felt safe. Then she meets Ryan. Silver hair. Sea-glass eyes. Too calm. Too observant. And for the first time in over a year... the ringing stops. Ryan makes the world feel quiet again. Safe. Manageable. But girls like Ryan don't appear out of nowhere without a reason. And Artemis is starting to realize that the peace she feels around her might come with a price. Ryan is hiding something. Something dangerous. Something that could ruin everything - or save her. Some connections heal you. Others pull you deeper into the dark. And once Artemis steps into Ryan's world... there's no turning back.

Indifferent Conduits is a collection of standalone tales in which consciousness encounters scale beyond comprehension. Across battlefields, bedrooms, starships, and the depths of myth, individuals-mortal and divine-become momentary fractures in a universe that does not notice them. These stories explore not monsters or judgment, but structural indifference: loops without purpose, voids without malice, and the quiet terror of existing inside something that neither remembers nor cares.

I'm Sorry.

Nichole definitely was not wrong for being sick. She definitely didn't lie or did anyone wrong. Did she? When did she do that?

Just do what you've been told, and all will be ok...

When you're admitted to a mental hospital, the goal is rehabilitation. Well, when I was admitted to a mental hospital, the goal was to keep me confined. And for what? I don't know. They won't even tell me. Valynn has been living at the Asylum for as long as she can remember. That would be a long time for most people, but for Val, it's almost two years. She doesn't have any recollection of where she was before or where she'll go if there ever is an after. All she knows is that she needs to understand why she's been placed at the Asylum, or it will drive her mad. That is, if she isn't already. *TRIGGER WARNINGS* Mental health, depression, self harm, derealization disorder, bipolar disorder, minor sexual abuse themes.

Just a few little rants/deep words about life lately, might as well add some of my poems too :) (ongoing, this will be my go to work on the side when I'm not busy in life adulting lmao) some parts are 18+ and can be viewed at the viewer's own discretion. There's some trigger warnings as well, just tread carefully and enjoy, maybe some of y'all will relate. I've been told numerous times that my writing is very deep and wise and addictive.

Fourth relapse.