Personal Stories

Every time I get frustrated, angry, upset, I come back to the same idea. I'm not suicidal. I don't want to die. I just wish I had never been born. I just wish life on earth never existed to begin with. Maybe it's cowardly. Maybe it's fairly so. Either way, it's my truth. So, let's talk. This is a collection of my outbursts or moments of grief that I have put into a string of words. Apparently, it helps. It is my take on my own bits and struggles with mental health that I am willing to share. I will give a fair warning: I like to talk in metaphors and give ambiguous terms meaning. I hope you will at least give it a chance and hopefully you can connect with it. Maybe create some of your own blurbs in the comments. This is how I de-stress. What's yours?

The enormity of my desires disgust me. Stranger Things / Will Byers cover by Lottie // heartfates

𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨. -------------- I have been stealing stars and descending into derived madness; it is to satisfy the parasite within me. These poems are all for them... to relieve the aching, to stop the itching. In this way, I hope to stay a little bit longer and touch the hearts of people feeling the same way.

Xeno ရဲ့ နေ့စဉ်ရေး ဒိုင်ယာရီစာအုပ်လေးပါ။☘️

Hello,Everyone. No,This Is Not A Book. I Decided To Make A Rule Book For All Of My Follower's Because Apparently,i've Been Gaining A Lot Of Follower's Lately,And Pretty Much,No One Doesn't Seem To Care,Follow,Or Read The Rule's In My Author's Note. So,Before You Follow Me,Please,Be Sure To Follow,Read,And Respect The Rule's. Thank You. Ended: Started: 01-01-26.

A collection of nonsense poetry caused by the events within my personal life. Truthful yet dry and pungent in the matter of love, loss, mistakes and overcoming. This in other words, could be considered a diary in some regards.

No theme. No rules. Just words born from passing thoughts and sudden inspiration. A collection of quiet moments, hidden feelings, and fragments of imagination. Written whenever the silence had something to say.

Ciel Arden is surviving his nightmare boss, billionaire CEO Riven Sinclair, by clinging to his late-night texts with Astraea-his anonymous online soulmate. Riven Sinclair controls an empire with an iron fist, but his cold heart secretly belongs to Lumi-the delicate online artist who doesn't care about his money. Neither realizes they sit just twenty feet apart every single day. When the screens turn off and the masks come off, the ultimate workplace secret is revealed.

La verdad son la mayoría pensamientos de una hermana mayor antes de dormir. Tomen esta "historia" como una oportunidad o espacio donde los hermanos mayores y menores nos podemos reunir para hablar de nuestras experiencias. Espero que muchas de las cosas dichas aquí las sientan como familiares (y si no pedo mío jajaja) o relatables.

Some nights become stories. Others become poems. Letters From Luna is a collection of journal entries, prose, poetry, and fragments written for the people we never stopped loving, the versions of ourselves we left behind, and the quiet hours when the moon is the only one listening. Not every letter is meant to be sent.

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writing a personal blog about my life and adventures of unexpected events that have happened in my lifetime

Stay Content: Memoir of Bamboo Flower is a coming-of-age memoir about growing up with loss, quiet admiration, and hope. Through childhood memories, friendships, and an unforgettable first crush, the discovers of the people who shape our lives are not always the ones who stay, but the ones who quietly inspire us to become who we are. A gentle story about resilience, gratitude, and the people who unknowingly leave footprints on our lives.

Warning! ⚠️ This book contains excessive overthinking, random 2 a.m. thoughts, old Bollywood songs, butterflies, chaos, embarrassing memories, dreams, nightmares, tiny happy moments, and way too many "what ifs." In short... This isn't just a book. It's me. 🌷 So if you're ready to step inside my messy little universe... Welcome to A Pocket Full of Chaos. 🤍 - Rivi

This isn't a romance novel or a mystery thriller. It's simply a collection of my thoughts, late-night reflections, and the lessons life has taught me over the years. Some pages hold poems. Some carry memories. Some tell short stories inspired by my experiences, while others capture feelings I never knew how to say out loud. These are pieces of myself I never intended to share. Yet here they are-not for attention, but as a record of who I was, what I felt, and how I grew. Maybe these words will remain just my diary in public form. Or maybe, somewhere along the way, they'll find someone who needs them as much as I once did. Welcome to the pages I never meant to share.

Everything from spontaneous thoughts to infodumps to philosophical insights and facts I find important.

Knowing you felt like is a series of poems, that I wrote over the course of almost an entire year, while processing my past relationship. They are expressions of thoughts and emotions based on real memories and don't follow any chronology or hierarchy; they rather coexist(ed) simultaneously, equally. Thank you for reading.

Hello traveller. You've journeyed far. Come rest, find yourself again. All you have to do is breathe. Updates whenever inspiration strikes. It will be emotional, so prepare your tissues.

Treinta cartas nacidas del silencio. Treinta confesiones escritas para una persona que llegó cuando todo parecía oscuro y, sin saberlo, encendió nuevamente una luz. Cartas para ti es un viaje íntimo a través del amor, la ausencia, la fe y el paso del tiempo. Cada carta guarda palabras que nunca fueron dichas, recuerdos que se negaron a desaparecer y sentimientos que buscaron una salida a través de la escritura. No es solamente la historia de alguien que ama y extraña. Es también la historia de un hombre que intenta comprender, sanar, perdonarse y reconstruirse mientras aprende que algunas personas pueden marcharse de nuestra vida, pero permanecer para siempre en aquello que despertaron dentro de nosotros. Porque a veces escribir no cambia la historia. Cambia al hombre que la escribe.

la mayoría son experiencias o mis sentimientos espero que le guste mucho 🌟