Peopleofsociety Stories

For your words are the trigger and I bleed when you start.

"Poems don't always have to rhyme, sometimes they just need to touch the heart." - [Highest rank: #100 in poetry]

❝we are all living in the parody of what could've been - what could be - a perfect world❞

When a good girl-bad boy relationship breaks up, so does their bonds from the set-in-stone stereotypes. In this case, the bad boy picks up the camera, instead of the fist, and show the world how we used to be before the stereotypes hit the ground- with Lexi- the online sensation. So, kiss your love notes goodbye, 'cause some 'new jazz is gonna hit this place.' (in Lexi's words, that is.)

lib·er·a·ting - adj. providing a release from a situation which limits freedom of thought or behavior. his mental illness does not define him.

The title... (Hope you will feel inspired and maybe rethink some things!Always know that I love you even though we don't know each other well.You are my brother/sister,not in bloodline but in life itself.) (Some chapters may be triggering so don't hesitate to go on to another chapter if you sense that your heart can't handle.)

(Very Old)They don't know why she is the way she is, so they torment her. They don't understand her logic, but to her it's so simple. She has been conditioned to fit society's expectations. But she seems to fail everytime.

"I spent the last 3 years loving you but I don't think I can live with the fact that I will always be your second choice" In which yuk-jo realises that her efforts are useless.

"A great fire burns within me, but no one stops to warm themselves at it, and passers-by only see a wisp of smoke." - Vincent van Gogh • a modern retelling of The Master Cat; or, Puss in Boots •

❝and i was never sure, whether you were the lighthouse or the storm. ❞ If I can't smile, then why should you? If I can't breathe then why should you? If I can't do anything then neither can you. Copy Right © BUBISKA Highest Ranking in SS: #56

[UNDER RECONSTRUCTION] "Okay, so." I shrugged. "Now what?" This time, Angel did a facepalm. × Every newborn children were each assigned with two Guides; a Guardian and a Nightmare. Both meant to look after the child, to guide them as they grow into their lives, then eventually wither away. There were simple rules, really; a Nightmare must not crossed the line of haunting nor ever kill their assigned Guardian, and a Guardian must not, ever, went against a child's beliefs nor ever kill their assigned Nightmare. Ashleigh, as unaware as the rest of the children, had a pair of the oddest Guides amongst others. A passive Guardian with a horrible grief buried deep in his core, and the strongest Nightmare with an obsession towards mint ice-creams. When Ashleigh suddenly went missing on Sunday afternoon with no tracks and things went horribly awry in her household, the two Guides, whether they liked it or not, must team up together to save their child. Even when it meant being hunted down as fugitives, breaking work protocols, interrupting lucid dreams, or even getting sidetracked by ice-creams. Though, that was mostly the Nightmare's fault. × ps : this book is a mess okok go o d original story © greenleaf 1st person pov. narrated by the nightmare, which would guarantee you both horrible puns and beautiful--maybe weird--otherworldly words and also weird poem montages about ice-creams. (i still have no regrets)

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I'm that 'dumb blonde side chick' who's always backing up the bitchy queen bee. I hopelessly watch her chase the bad boy but what IF I accidentally slept with him? WARNING My grammar is rubbish and this is my first book BUT I'm trying to write a different kind of book so please just bare with me.

They called her S E L F I S H and pushed her A W A Y. She B E L I E V E D them and let them R U I N her - in hopes to make it all B E T T E R.

pe·cu·liar - adj. strange or odd; unusual. she had no home but she was the weirdo

Cologne = A Girl + Broken Stereotypes. Thank you all for 400+ veiws. Yes this is a crazy author here, because I know this story is good and has potential but unfortunately is not reaching where it should have because of lack of followers though I try to be active quite enough. Please follow, comment and vote.

"go and change out of those clothes, honey, you dont want people to think youre 'that girl'" but she was 'that girl' she always thought that that was a bad thing until you came along and told her different ___ highest rank: #87 in short story (29.5.17) a People Of Society story lowercase intended full description inside TRIGGER WARNING: suicide, self harm, etc draft 1 all rights reserved

(full version of Melanie) Her name was Mason but I called her Melanie. When I first saw her, I could tell she was originally a boy, but I'm fine with it, she was beautiful. Not to skinny, wore a shirt scattered with lemons with a yellow flower crown on top of her head with loose denim jeans on. I've never seen someone so angelic. I'm straight and I find a transgender girl beautiful, is that wrong? Of course not, Melanie isn't a boy, she's a girl. So me liking her is perfectly fine. Yeah, it is.