Messy Stories

One Summer. One Group Of Friends Since Childhood. Way Too Many Secrets. What starts as late night parties, bonfires, and harmless flirting quickly turns into jealousy, situationships, Unraveling secrets, and way more. Everyone's connected, Everyone's hiding something, and one wrong choice could blow everything up. Because summer isn't always sunshine and rainbows. Sometimes it's just a mess.

GUYSSSS OMG I CREATED A FANFIC!!! whatt well anyways I was going to say it's going to take me a while since I still need to finish but i got some done!! I need to translate what I said since I did some on voice message!

Messy friends. Stick till the end :)

Shattered Pieces of the Doll is a raw and haunting poetry collection that dissects girlhood, trauma, longing, shame, devotion, and the fragile architecture of identity. Each poem represents a shard of porcelain: sharp, reflective, and delicate. The collection moves between themes of religious guilt and hypocrisy, obsessive love and unfaithful longing, childhood innocence and its theft, self-image and the pressure to be desirable, and the quiet horror of isolation within one's own mind. Recurring imagery of ghosts, storms, snow, mirrors, angels, monsters, and haunted houses creates a dreamlike atmosphere where memory and reality blur. The speaker shifts between victim and vixen, sinner and saint, muse and monster, capturing the complexity of womanhood shaped by betrayal, desire, shame, and survival. There is an aching nostalgia for "the good old days," a yearning to return to purity, to feeling, to something unbroken. Yet beneath the despair runs a current of self-awareness: a recognition of addictive love, inherited guilt, fractured faith, and the hunger to be chosen. At its core, Shattered Pieces of the Doll is about fragmentation-of identity, innocence, faith, and love, and the painful attempt to gather those pieces back together. It is intimate, unflinching, and deeply human: a portrait of a girl becoming a woman while wrestling her ghosts, her memories, and the echoes of who she used to be.

"They were supposed to be friends. But somewhere along the way, they became everything." Jules Maybank has spent her whole life surviving-surviving a broken home, an abusive relationship, and the kind of pain that never fully leaves. She's mastered the art of pretending: perfect smiles, brushed-over bruises, and telling everyone she's fine when she's falling apart inside. She's the tough one. The quiet storm. The girl with sharp eyes and softer scars. John B. Routledge has always been her constant-ever since she ran into him in the third grade with juice box hands and wide-eyed wonder. He was her secret first love, her middle school boyfriend, the one who saw her before the world broke her. But that was then. And this is now. Now, she belongs to someone else. Now, she's the girl behind guarded eyes and walls too high to climb. And John B? He's just trying to keep his own world from falling apart. But as fate keeps pulling them back together-late-night conversations, unspoken glances, shared silence where words don't reach-John B starts to see what's been right in front of him this whole time. That maybe Jules Maybank isn't just his past. Maybe she's his future. And Jules? She starts to realize that love doesn't have to hurt. That maybe she doesn't have to shrink herself to be wanted. That maybe, just maybe, she can be loved like she's the only girl in the world-by the one boy who always saw her, even when she couldn't see herself. In a world that's torn them down, can they choose each other? Or will love slip away before either of them is brave enough to reach for it? He was the calm in her storm. She was the light he didn't know he needed. And together? They might just be everything.

Four chaotic twenty-something roommates-Kye (a guarded trans guy), Jackson (his hot, emotionally unavailable maybe-fling), Isaiah (a burnout grad student), and River (a stoner with too many opinions)-are just trying to survive adulthood, sex, identity, and each other under one roof. Hookups get messy. Secrets get out. Feelings get caught. Nobody's as together as they pretend to be.

After a fight in front of idol group CORTIS goes viral, Ara is painted as the villain. But when she realizes the incident may have been staged for clout - involving a suspicious delivery truck and security cameras - she teams up with CORTIS to quietly uncover the truth before their reputations and her name are permanently damaged.

Five women. One billion-dollar beauty and wellness empire. And a secret that could destroy all of them. They built Emerald Élan, a luxury Black-owned skincare and lifestyle brand that took the world by storm. From humble beginnings to global domination, they became the faces of power, elegance, and generational wealth. But success magnifies cracks. And somebody is about to break.

Before we said anything is out! ( on my profile) Two women cross paths in the controlled chaos of an ER, where professionalism is mandatory and distance is supposed to be easy. It isn't. What begins as observation turns into something quieter, riskier, and impossible to ignore. (I don't really know if I like it.. so there will be a new mcvadi story soon) (More chapters will come!)

They weren't supposed to touch. They weren't even supposed to look. Clara Moretti is building her surgical career under a name that already casts a long shadow. Damiano David is a trauma attending who learned early what it costs to survive pressure - and who taught Clara everything except how to stay away from him. This is not a love story about freedom. It's a story about restraint cracking, about desire curdling under pressure, about what happens when wanting someone doesn't make you brave - it just makes you exposed. Some lines don't explode when you cross them. They tighten. Slowly. Until there's no way back.

Kazi James is a chronic insomniac powered almost entirely by coffee, doodling in his drawing tablet or sketchpad (both of which are demanding retirement), and the unwavering love of his dog, Iku-his emotional support animal and the only being who respects nap time. His days are a blur of caffeine refills and possibly hundreds of sketches, complicated by working at a cafe where crazy customers who all seem to have woken up on the wrong side of their beds, and roommates who are also his best friends, seem to treat common sense as optional. Just when life couldn't get any louder, an ex who refuses to stay in the past keeps reappearing, and a beautiful girl with a mischievous smile takes obvious pleasure in poking at his nerves-and maybe his heart. Between accidental late-night bonding, playful banter, and moments that feel suspiciously like something more, Kazi stumbles through everyday chaos with dry humor and reluctant optimism. In a life full of noise, teasing, and unexpected warmth, Kazi isn't sure what's more exhausting: being awake all the time, or slowly realizing he might actually be falling for it all. ***NEW CHAPTERS EVERY SUNDAY!!! (hopefully...)***

They was just supposed to chill that day. One summer link-up, nothing serious. But one look turned into late night texts. Group chats turned into group drama. And feelings? Yeah... they got caught way too fast. Zharia never planned to fall for Kairo - not the quiet, petty boy from the other side of the city. And she definitely ain't expect to still feel stuck on him years later, after everything he did. In a city full of messy Facebook posts, trap boys with secrets, girls who talk with they eyes, and group chat screenshots that ruin everything - these teens learn early: Love ain't soft. It's loud. It's real. It's toxic. And sometimes, the one who hurt you the worst... still yours.

Dahlia Ashford never expected her junior year to turn her world upside down. What began as a typical friendship with her best friend's older brother, Owen, soon starts to feel like something more- something confusing and impossible. Owen has always teased her, but lately, there's a spark in his eyes that makes Dahlia question everything she thought she knew about their relationship. As their bond deepens, Dahlia finds herself grappling with emotions she never expected and situations that might destroy everything she's ever had with him. With her heart caught between friendship and something more, Dahlia must navigate the messy, complicated world of love, loyalty, and self-discovery. But falling in love with Owen might just be the one thing that blows her life to pieces.

Vyanne a girl who is very afraid in being trapped in a mess. But when she fell in love she did'nt just fell in a mess, she fell in a pool of problems. Will she run to her love and face them, or run away and surrender.

Everyone in Momosu High has a crush on the most popular boy, Charles, including Carla. She employs the help of Felix, Charles' best friend, and attempts to win over Charles, but ends up falling for Felix instead.

⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ 𝙄𝙉𝙎𝙋𝙊: 𝗙𝗨𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗠, 𝗖𝗬𝗕𝗘𝗥𝗣𝗨𝗡𝗞, 𝗔𝗥𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗘, 𝗚𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗧𝗔 ׂ╰┈➤" 𝘚𝘯𝘰𝘸'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩'𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦." (★) The year is 3018, and the world is a sterile, digitized tomb. A perpetual winter grips the globe, not with snow, but with a frigid silence that has rendered all but the strongest technology useless. Society, once a sprawling web of connection, has been reduced to millions of isolated lives, each confined within the glowing walls of their personal tech-pods. The world's collective heart has grown cold, and humanity has turned its back on itself. Now, as the great freeze threatens to sever the last digital threads connecting them, a low hum of panic pulses through the global network. With the last remnants of power failing, the isolated masses huddle in their pods, desperately clinging to the final, flickering embers of a world they've forgotten how to live in together. (💐 = 𝘚𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭) (🌸 = 𝘙𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦)

A year told in feelings. One messy, magical, heartbreakingly honest month at a time. From romantic delusions to midnight breakdowns, this is a story born from the quiet parts of my life. Not quite a diary. Not exactly fiction. Just the in-between. Raw, real, and written to remember. Twelve Months of Me A year of feelings I couldn't keep quiet. Based on my 2025. -jxciiii ♡

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