Mthoughts Stories

She held the wet pillow tightly, it was because of the crying. A teenage heart break was hard on her and all her head screamed was his name. She was out of control. Weeping like a 2 year for a lollipop. But there was nothing she could do than just let him move on. Seeing him die for another girl was just a nightmare she woke up too. She joined her hands and was kneeled before a wall and all her head screamed was his name. -kaushiki dwivedy

A collection of my 3 a.m thoughts, short poetry,quotes and musings aesthetics.

HERE ARE THE POETRY 'S COLLECTIONS FOR MY LOVELIES . YOU CAN READ IT :- WHEN YOU ARE AT YOUR LOWEST, WHEN YOU NEED A REASON TO CRY, WHEN YOU ARE HAPPY, WHEN YOU WANT TO BE RELAXED, WHEN YOU WANT AN ESCAPE..... You don't need to find encouraging and motivation thoughts, poems, stories for yourself. You just have to come here and relax your mind .

A must read short story of a once wealth individual, making absurd and disturbing choices. A drama full of secrets and exciting unexpected turn of events. Hello readers, I hope you love this story. hope you find fulfilment and joy in reading this piece of art. I try to focus as much energy in these stories, they are just my passion.

this is a place where all of my feelings end up at. hopefully i'm not the only one feeling this way. enjoy <3

We all have them. I'm just projecting mine into the minds of others, so that when 2 a.m arrives again the following morning, they will think about it too. Confusion, curiosity, emotion, philosophy - it has them all.