Истории Notfine

All he wanted was to forget

Proof that everyone has their bad days while not everyone gets to witness them, I'm here to share mine, I hope you enjoy (well not enjoy but you know what I mean).

I don't care if anyone is reading nor about your negative opinions. I posted this to write and express my feelings, so if you think this book is not for you, do what you want.

It's so funny when someone can be so evil and mnipulative and everyone else is blind to it because they're great at being fake. Life is so cruel for some people that they forgotten how to smile....But the spirit of some people are so opinionated that they forgotten that they are in it... (Cover picture not mine or is anyway *related* to what's inside)

Once upon A fearful world, 5 best friends sat In a room waiting to get there powers. The powers are angel,devil,air,water there's a rumour that there's another one called galaxy but no one has got It until now.

I'm divine not fineee

i overthink descriptions, just some thoughts i'll never say to the people they're for.

PROLOGUE Since my Junior High School, I always wrote on my diary. Ito lang yung sa tingin ko ang maari kong labasan ng lahat ng hinagpis na nararamdaman ko. I grew up on my father's side, broken family kasi kami. My mother lived in America, since the day they broke-up. I'm their only child and I'm already a college student. I never experienced having a lovelife because I promise to myself not to enter in a relationship. I'm an introvert person, I don't have many friends only my diary, I trusted the most. It knows all my emotions on a day, whether I'm happy or I'm sad. Kahit saan ako magpunta dala ko ang diary ko. *Knock,Knock,knock* someone knocks on the door. I put aside the book I read and opened the door. " Hi baby girl." Daddy said with a smile on his face. "Something good happen on your day, Dad? I guess." I said to him and give him a tight hug. " I have something to show you." he said and handed something on my hands. "What's this dad?" I asked him clueless. It looks like a gift, but there's no occasion for him to give me a gift. "Just open it baby." he said and I opened the box . It's a notebook - I look at him happily. "Do you like it?" he asked me. I hugged him as a sign of my warmest thank you. "Thank You, Dad." I whisper and smiled widely on him. I'm happy right now, but there's still a part of me that longs for more and I can't define what is it. There's still a part of me who is imprisoned by the past and I don't want to go back on it but what if someone will bring me back there? Will it helps me or destroys me? Will I run again? or lived on it? -Let us all read the Diary of Blythe Simson. Grammatical Errors ahead. All the events, name and settings are based only on the author's imagination. @Zilla_Lady

Andrew isn't alright.

In which a girl confesses her inevitable downfall.

"This is so common and true"

This is a poem?/story? About my thoughts through out my days of being a depressed mess (here's a quote to keep in mind"I'm the best kind of mess"-get scared-song:mess)

Expectations not reality

My darker emotions

Volume 2 of ~My Poetry~ A place where I store my feelings.

Life sucks. We are all going through serious stuff that prevents us from being happy and embracing who we truly are or wanna be. We are confronted with life and the upcoming problems every day, forced to challenge what fears us the most. It's never easy and we will fail, again and again through all the ups and downs. Even though we all struggle, only few talk about it. I want to change that. Instead of putting others down with our negativity we should lift us up by telling our stories to those who need them, those who need to be understood and those who want to understand what it is like to not be mentally, physically ok. It's normal to feel like a mess and to have bad days but we can only try to make the best of it by not letting this influence our way of life in a negative way. Life is a lesson and we have to accept that rain sometimes is necessary for our growth. I challenge my anxiety, the depression and my mind that keeps telling me I'm not good enough. I challenge my eating disorder, the hate I feel for my body and the physical consequences of starving. I WILL HEAL And we will achieve happiness Let's start this journey and kick life's ass!

hanya luahan hati. no need to read, cause it is fucking bored muah

Just some depressing stuff about how I'm feeling

a girl who is apologetic only say sorry for things u did wrong for things u did not do wrong is when u don't say sorry for somebody else's stuff