Misshim Stories

Come on, skinny love, just last the year. (short story: #66/romance: #307)

This just describes my life without him

Rosa tenia la costumbre de aparejarse por aburrimiento sabiendo que no le iba a aportar nada, pero permitía que salieron, tomaron, besaron. Su vida sentimental no era importante, pero un día cruzo mirada con alguien que le demostró que si puede soñar, revivir su sexualidad y ser amada de la manera que quería y disfrutar plenamente del amor....... Pero como toda cosa en la vida había un precio que pagar, vale la pena esa resurrección???

#21 - texas 15/11/18, #3 - booze 17/11/18 #52 - honesty 16/11/18 Honesty Gregor Few nights before when I was going to leave my usual life behind, I met him. He was a stranger full of promises and a sweet tongue. Then he lied. And I ran.

This is a continuation poem to Without him I am nothing. This is what happened to me when I told this guy how I felt for him. He rejected me due to pain and suffering he has gone through. His response 'I am closed off' could have been worded a bit more nicely though. I kinda had to rant and what not so I wouldn't break down in school. Hope you enjoy.

i just want to have a version of us still alive somewhere

none of these quotes and poems are mine credit to the original owners.

A primary source: depression goes deeper then people think. it not only hurts the mind, but the soul. All numbers in this story stand for a person . Entry 1- The windows on the substitute bus set a font on the outside world. It looks red. Almost like hell. It's perfect. Entry 2- Walking home and I notice the sky. It is only 5, but I see pink. A thick layer of white clouds, but I see the blue and pink of the sky above. The clouds want to cry and cry they will. Entry 3- Alone, no one to share my thoughts with. No one to give the love that I don't have for myself. No one. Is this my hell? Why am I being punished? Entry 4- Love, when I was in his arms I felt safe, but not in his tone. By his kiss I felt butterflies, but No love. In his love I felt insecure as if I didn't deserve it, although I needed it. In his absence I felt despair, but Now he's gone and all I feel is despair. This is my never ending hell. #9

just a little insight to life with teacher attachment after leaving school

🍃 තනිවම ආදරය කිරීම ලොව වේදනා අඩුම බැදීමයි🍃

Nothing.

This story is not to get attention, I just had to get this out somehow but couldn't tell anyone in real life. Anyways this is how I and probably many other people feel after a break up or after someone who meant the world to you left.

a poem written by me on April 9

A year and a half has already passed sense my friend/fellow sax player Dakota died. There is not a single day that goes by that i still think bout u and man do the tears still flow every now and again. I wrote a poem a wile back to try to deal with the pain in my heart.. so this one is for you. Rip 5-11-14

Tae Reagen is broken. After the untimely death of her longtime best friend, and recent boyfriend (Josh), she stops functioning. Her family is worried for that one day that she realizes it's too much... Dan Way is lost. After been cheated on and rejected by the first girl he ever loved, he can't figure out where to go from there. Though he tries to act like he normally does, there are moments when he feels like giving up. Both teenagers have lost their way. When their paths collide on Tae's first day of college, who know's what will happen? Will they be able to help each other back up? Or will they both crumble under the hard truths of life?

Just a bunch of my random poems. I usually don't think about them when I'm writing but they just kinda happen so. I have gone through depression, have been bullied and have attempted suicide. But that's all in the past so YEAH. I'm pretty much all better now but I'm a sensitive little nipple. So that's kinda where my poems come from. Enjoy. I don't even know if anyone's gonna read this haha. K bye.

These are visions of me about my ex boyfriend and other kinds of visions about a guy I fell in love with and also there are some strange dreams that I have had.

Just a little poetry about my dad who died a year ago because of cancer. WARNINGS: Don't read if you can't handle this. I don't want anyone to get asthma or dyspnea.

This girl falls in love why this guy. They argue to the point it makes something very terrible happen.