Notforeveryone Stories

Tu sais, c'est un exercice que mon psy m'a dit de faire lors de l'une de nos séances de thérapie. Mais je me sens maladroit, j'ai toujours peur de mal faire. Je suis seul devant ma feuille, mon écran et pourtant, j'ai quand même l'angoisse de décevoir. C'est stupide, ces mots sont les miens, cette histoire la mienne et toi, celui à qui je me confie. Tu n'a pas de véritable nom, pas de véritable identité, il se peut parfois que je t'utilise pour parler à quelqu'un qui ne lira jamais ces pages, mais c'est pas grave. On va y aller doucement, étape par étape. C'est toujours compliqué de retracer sa propre vie.

A COLLECTION OF STORIES WARNING ⚠ : This book features many triggering themes, such as rape, abuse, etc. This book features fictional characters and places, but be aware that the stories in the book are rooted in real-life experiences. This book is not for the faint of heart, therefore I recommend that if you are faint of heart, please go find another book. If you choose to read this book, please do so at your own discretion, but please do not curse the author, as this is a literary piece, one that is based on the author's perception of things. BE AWARE : This book was written as a way of voicing issues that are all over the world, so please read this book to be informed, not be entertained, as this book features no entertaining themes.

In the coastal town of Aarhus, The Infinite Bridge offers breathtaking views by day but traps daring explorers in an unending nightmare after dark. Follow a group of friends as they confront a malevolent force that distorts time and reality on this eerie structure. Will they escape the bridge's sinister grasp, or become forever lost in "The Endless Haunting"?

Danger and seduction meet again....

Just the standard Book of Bullshit. Spreading fuckery to all you boys and girls who need a bit of shits-and-giggles till someone giggles and shits.

These words were written for myself. For myself and anyone trying to grasp meaning from them. That is a voluntary action. My words were inspired to by experiences and my thoughts. I can think of no other way to describe them but as rambles. Some may like the word poetry. I do not believe I possess the artist ability for such a label. This is a work in progress, emphasis on work.

Odd, and extremely short sort-of stories i think up when I'm bored. Edit (20th of December, 2020) - I cringe every time I read some of the weird chapters. I'm a different person when I'm bored and not philosophical. The picture is from Albany Western Australia.

The true value of a leader is not based on the power he/she possesses, but on his/her dignity, values, and knowledge. How far can a 'vow' stand? However there's a bigger query. Are you willing to dig deeper than your hands can?

About a transgender male (ftm) who went to his girlfriend's house and did something with her years later he has a therapist who he is telling the story to on what had happen to him while he was younger •• this is long you don't need to read it •• ( this story is about the story teller and I Haven't went to a therapist sense I have not told anyone about it or complained about it but this is how I feel about it, let me just say I have NOT told anyone at all about what had happened and how uncomfortable I was when it did and how disgusted I was after I felt sad because I didn't like it but keep in mind I'm only 13 atm and I'm not like those like 11- girls and boys who just wanna fck everyone! ) :D

[^w^;] So... New description and cover art! Yay! Ok, let's go! "What's the point in existing, when you're worth nothing?" We all know that the Underfell Underground is one hell of a place to live in, literally! So why should someone as weak, yet adorable, as Sans be living there? He's trapped, he can't get out and all he has left is his brother, Papyrus, who he calls Boss. Not that Boss is helpful, all he does is degrade him and make everything worse. Why should he have to suffer as much as he does? Why can't he just have a better life? ... Why can't he just disappear? Be careful what you wish for, they say... GAH! I STILL SUCK AT SUMMARIES! BE READY IF THIS SUMMARY SUDDENLY CHANGES! {News flash: It did. ^^^} (READ) Changed it, no fontcest, or at least, it wasn't intended that way. However, you guys can still interpret this the way you want! Also first chapter is all my tags because wattpad won't accept them T^T Why wattpad? Why...?

You are the firstborn, The first to be thrown around, The first to be blamed, The first to be yelled at, The first to take responsibility whether it be your fault or not, But the last to be taken into account

Sad poems. Suicidal thoughts may be found in her every once in a while. I'm a bit depressed so.....

You don't realize what you have..until you lose it...

Made this for SilverMisato and myself XD

Yuu and his friends are having an ordinary school day at NRC... until an unexpected letter arrives. "All Night Raven College students are to report to the principal's hall immediately." No explanation. No signature. No clues. What begins as a strange summons soon spirals into something far more sinister. What awaits them behind those doors? Because this time... they're stepping into a world they don't know. A world where trust shatters. Where choices kill. Where hope and despair are constantly at war. And once the doors close behind them... there may be no turning back. What awaits Yuu and the others? A path toward Hope... or a descent into Despair?