Peopleofthesociety Stories

❝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

"Please don't leave!" He didn't even close the door ~ She arrived with a chips in her heart and left with it shattered on the floor

Grunge is what we are [or so we say] Fuck it all, fuck life [is our motto] All we do is talk about sex and killing ourselves Soaked in vodka Nicotine staining our breath With hoarse voices And dilated eyes Cocaine is what we're made of We don't care [we don't want to care] We're the rebels [or so we say] Bad bitches, fuckboys Society is our playground and hearts are our favourite toys Yes that's us for you We're the ones who crave pain We're insane Never want to be seen as the same as everyone else We're ostentatious Pretentious and broken We thrive on anorexia, cause it's cool We say we're bulimic, to justify our pain We're the wannabe junkies The cliches, but hey what's the difference in it either way Becaus we're broken too, maybe not in the way we want to be, but we are We're lost, we don't know who we are Yet we judge others, for being basic We slit our wrists and say fuck conformity Yet, aren't we doing the same We too are merely pawns in society's game Hypocrites, that's what we are We're too cool for school We don't try, cause we don't care [but we do] We're in a daze Trapped in maze Yep, that's us for you The Tumblr Effect, Affected.

about a girl who could never believe in herself Highest ranking: #52 in Short Story- 4/4/17 Cover by @indecsion9

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.

All she wanted was to be loved but they poisoned her from the inside out until there was nothingness They watched as her body ,mind, and soul slowly started to deteriorate into a walking breathing dark hole, sucking the life out of everything. She just wanted to hurt them the way they hurt her She didn't even care if it killed her

"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 •

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

"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

al·le·vi·ate - verb. make (suffering, deficiency, or a problem) less severe. her parents were gone so she felt truly alone.

Poems of a relationship that never should have been. ⚠︎ Abusive relationship hinted at / talked about towards the end ⚠︎ Uploaded: 2/9/2021

♀ femme fa·tale/ an attractive and seductive woman, especially one who will ultimately bring disaster to a man who becomes involved with her. ♀ A group of feminists literally paint the town red in the middle of the night. There's only one rule: don't get caught

"Gangsters don't cry therefore I'm Mr. Misty Eyed" -Twenty One Pilots This book is a mess, read at your own risk. Wrote it a long time ago © Charlotte Écrivain

#86 in short story {june 26 2016} + -book one- {the roof that overlooked the ocean} the roof the ocean the moon & the stars are all it takes to fall in love. with time; and tide. of course. { because with the night, the day is forgotten. } #karlaford #younglove & #teenfiction {updates every saturday} ×× #91 in short story {as of june 25 2016} ©2016 the lost soul's retreat all rights reserved

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.

❝social media is a dangerous place to seek affirmation, acceptance, identity and security.❞ ~ cornelius lindsey cover by: nikki_crystal (thread: cover shop by nikki | fast delivery)

She was the N I C E girl until she got R U D E.