histórias de Musing

What do you do when the world is quiet but your mind won't shut up? 3:04 A.M. is a haunting, intimate collection of fragmented thoughts, whispered confessions, and emotional snapshots scribbled in the dark. Equal parts journal, poetry, and stream-of-consciousness therapy, this book captures the sleepless moments where memories hit hardest, regrets echo loudest, and truths are too raw to say aloud. With the vulnerable honesty of a midnight voicemail and the strange comfort of a stranger's open diary, these unsent messages explore love, loss, nostalgia, and the beautiful chaos of being awake when everyone else is dreaming. This is not a book you read - it's one you feel. This is especially made for anyone who has ever stared at the ceiling and thought, "I shouldn't be feeling this much right now."

This is just a random poetry about many random things. This book contains poems that pop out of my brain from the raw emotions that are pent up, these poems are my release. I wouldn't even call them poems, they are possibly rants that my brain randomly comes up with.

I am a paradox. I am neither happy nor am I sad.

The (unprecedented) musings of a girl who falls for cats and nonexistent boys. Or better yet, nonexistent boys falling for other nonexistent boys, whilst gawking at Korean idols only to realize that they're twice her age. This is the story about she who once said that water would 'unboil' when she meant to say 'cool down', and rants more than what is necessary instead of fixing the Goddamn problem.

Confessions of a sinner.

•Musings•Tales•Quotes•Poems• |Wanderer lost in the world of words| All Rights Reserved ©Megha19

Just a collection of thoughts that I've had and expanded upon. UPDATES EVERY SATURDAY AT NOON EST

The ups and, especially, downs of life.

Baby finally understands what it feels like to be out of control and she doesn't like it. Not one bit! But don't worry. Someday, they would all understand it too... And then they would feel the same pain Baby had endured for so very long. They would understand one day too. They all would.

This will be my personal poetry collection from here on out. Anything that I write at random in my journal or otherwise, I'll post here. I suppose a few people might find my poetry mildly entertaining, and there's no real harm in posting it, so here goes nothing.

Adalah garis hidupnya. Pergi jauh dari kampung halaman untuk sekedar belajar bagaimana orang bisa gagal dalam menjalani hidup di dunia. Dia juga lurus hati untuk mengenali siapa saja di antara banyak manusia yang pantas disebut orang-orang yang lupa. Ini hasil bacaannya sewaktu dia masih belajar di smp. Buku ini berjudul "Tanbighul Ghofilin." Ini bukan 'an impossible mission'. Dia harus terus belajar. Terus belajar, sampai tiba saatnya ajal menjemputnya. Usianya sudah cukup sesaat gagasan menulis ini muncul. Padahal, dia pernah membaca sebuah pesan otentik berbunyi "You have travelled extra miles..." Naif kalau dia baru tergerak untuk belajar menulis. Agar tidak rugi, dan agar tidak terlambat, satu dua kata mulailah dia menulis.

Just a series of unrelated one-shots about Big Head and her misguided but well-meant inventor/mother.

Living in a society where people judge you all the time , there struggle to survive a young girl with a heart a little to sweet for the world . Meet Audrey your normal sixteen year old who's also a little psycho . She's as tough as a nut but no one knows who's the girl in her .

Hey, newbie here!This is just random thoughts spun into words.I have always been dormant in wattpad.Just reading others story and appreciating it.This s just random.It could be fictional or non fictional.oh! Eff it...Just go n get a look at what it is.Someone told me the other day I am really bad at giving descriptions. :D

a college couple story who hated each other at first sight not know that their parents had already arranged their marriage A story from running away from each other to finding new ways to be with each other.... Rivals to lovers...

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This is a short piece about how a river would express itself to a girl if it were a boy.

Just another take on an old poem, friends.