Midnightwriting قصص

A collection of short dark academia love stories.

This is a combination of the words I wish I sent or said but now its too late so I'm telling them to you. I hope my words can share meaning to you as well. but thank you for listening and reading my words not sent.

Basically just me writing about my life. I hope some of you relate.

she fell for Wesley. and she fell hard. but what will happen when Fay catches Wesley kissing Robin? can her best friend, Saige, help her through it? some of the same characters as Star Trek!!!

Hah, I probably wrote anything I put here at 12 - 2 AM. Don't expect these to be good whatsoever, they're probably from a writing prompt I saw on pintrest or something. Also, my glass were broken during the time I wrote the first (and maybe second one if I get around to doing another) so expect my spelling to be shitty. Also probably wrote these in like, 30 minutes so they're short AND rushed :D

I'm always posting dares, questions, and comments for my followers. I have decided that-since no one pays any attention to my wall posts-that I'm going to start putting them as chapters in my book. I'll give shout outs, virtual cookies, and dedications to people who participate. Just make sure to comment year you did, if it's something like posting on your wall or publishing something in one of your stories or something like that.

I bleed into verses not in veins

Mediocre poetry written through tears at midnight.

Just things that I write in the middle of the night

Unheard is a raw and intimate piece about what it feels like to be surrounded by people yet still feel completely invisible. It dives into the quiet battles we fight in our own minds, the screams no one hears, the pain no one notices, and the desperate wish for something as simple as being acknowledged. If you've ever felt unseen, overlooked, or silenced, this poem will speak to you in the way words sometimes can when nothing else does.

In which a cat helps two people in love get together. w h y am I making this h e l p suna x reader Probs not what you think Idk Im tired I need sleep Made: April 7th-8th 2021 somewhere between 11:27pm and 1:51am or something Published (for the second time): June 29th 2021 2:57am

Poems and thoughts. ...What else am I supposed to do? These are things I wrote down the way I think, with sweltering anger and invigorating joy, in tears and smiles. I dearly hope you will take these words as advice, to live by and never to forget. However, that is entirely up to you.

This is a book that will be full of random short stories and stuff of that nature that happens to pop into my brain from time to time so.... Yah enjoy.

NAME: Collins, Elizabeth CHECK IN: 07/04/2018 PATIENT STATUS: Undiagnosed, treatment options limited; appears to be mentally linked Mentally linked? So they think I'm crazy now? Well, honestly they might be right. I mean who else can do what I can? It's never been recorded, as far as I know. What I can do isn't physical. Purely spiritual. Purely energy. But I can't explain it to them, the doctors. They wouldn't understand. I help people. I calm them when the drugs can't. I can make them see good places, instead of bad ones. But I can do more than that. So much more. If only they knew what I'm capable of.

These are not just words ,they're little pieces of me, written on quiet nights. If you find yourself in any of these lines, know that you were never alone in your feelings.🫂🦋💕

Poems that I wrote when I was supposed to be in the Gryffindor common room but I was at the top of the Astronomy Tower instead.

Just my bundle of little writings. Warning: angsty