Nothingness Stories

this is a book, of random things.

Even though it's not Christmas themed ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Short little bits... Enjoy?

I suffered from severe depression for the last few years. I am fine by now but negative thoughts still lingers on. I found some of my old scribblings recently n thought why not share them???

I notice myself walking around aimlessly, trying to abide the day. Taking no notice of where my feet take me. I pull out the lighter from my jacket pocket as I burn the tip of the cigarette dangling from the edge of my lips. Hoping it distracts me from my reckless thoughts. Cringing as the fowl taste enters my mouth and lungs. "Why does life have to be so adverse?" I think to myself as I walk. Glancing down at my watch, reminding myself that I need to go back soon. Hoping that I can tolerate the afternoon to come. Hoping for it to just run smoothly. Hoping to fall into a lifeless sleep. Hoping for the world to wash away beneath me while I dream of nothing but peace. Hoping the world ends tonight! WARNING! May be triggering!

Tanjura and Heim are no strangers to war, but this time, the war between them is like no other. Heim has unleashed a weapon so powerful, so unprecedented, that it would easily wipe Tanjura out of existence. In a last-ditch attempt to save their world, Tanjura has revealed two of its most brilliant minds: Michael and Claire. Michael is an Assassin so deadly that people believed that just one touch from him would bring death. Claire is an Ultimate, whose powers lie in bending the elemental forces of time, space and energy to her will. Despite their mutual animosity, there's barely enough time for Tanjura to save itself, let alone petty bickering, so they will have to cast aside their differences and figure out a way to save their world.

what troubles you, my dear? - a diary of my life.

Random things I write. Even I do not know myself what I will write... I promise you will be entertained - this book contains my life experiences I question my sanity sometimes. This book includes: Confessions, Short stories, Guides, Updates and more! I DONT OWN THE PHOTO ON THE COVER CREDITS TO OWNER

Just some Poems, Lyrics and Quotes that I've written to ease my mind. (Please don't copy anything without giving credit, all of these were from my mind)

"A smile played on his lips, while he was scrambling up his hair, watching two goldfinches fighting in their flight." All rights reserved © 2016 by pardon-my french

You Can Run Forever And A Day But You Can't Get Out...

Ok this is just a place to put some of my poems that I am being forced to put on here even though some of them suck in my opinion. So if you want to go on then you have been warned

A story about my life.

I wake to a lonely city with only the sunlight my friend. The darkness is yet to come but a glimps of what it hides. The Geist are the darkness, they roam the shadows with a hunger for flesh.

A oneshot of a possible, fantastical way for how the Earth was created. I figured that, since we weren't actually present during the creation of our home planet, we can never know for sure how exactly Earth came to be. I also liked the idea of ancient yet powerful gods and goddesses, and well... I combined the two concepts, and this story came to be. I hope you enjoy.

A short story from a depressed person on what being numb feels like.

Jessica seems like a normal 15 year old. She has a mom, dad, and 3 annoying little brothers. Not to mention her twin sister Bailey. When her family decides to take a road trip on the first day of summer vacation, in a snow storm, they end up in a ditch. Jessica then falls into a coma and her soul is left behind. She is like a ghost. The world, totally oblivious to her. Except for one person. Can that one person bring her back? Or will she be stuck in nothingness forever?

This is a short story about , how a Pluviophile(one who loves rain), falls into a romance with the existence, on a rainy day, when she attains a mindly state of immersion with the existence, to an extent that she gives-over herself in the hands of the nature ( described as her lover).

This is a group of poems that I wrote and I'm still writing to this day. Most of these reflect my emotions at the time I was writing. I hope you enjoy them.

Multiple little snippets of just small shower thoughts and general knowledge of passing thoughts.