Pessimist Stories

Adagio successfully fixed the relationships between Sunset and all of her friends, but she still has one more relationship to try and mend. After finally getting a day off, Adagio goes to talk to her friend, Apple Bloom, hoping to find forgiveness. Apple Bloom may be hesitant at first, but the young cowgirl gives her a chance to earn her forgiveness. The only question is 'will she take it?' ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is the first short story I plan on writing before I get to the main sequel to A Shimmering Heartbreak~ I'm also trying something different since this story will switch between the viewpoint of Adagio and Apple Bloom fairly often~ A big thank you to my friend, H_phone001, for helping me come up with this idea! You can find his profile on AO3! As always, enjoy the show!

A collection of various philosophical aphorisms and statements I've been writing down lately.

Zaid was moments away from grabbing a pencil and stabbing his eyes, or maybe hers. 'Okay you want to get philosophical shey? Oya Madam Philo, tell me, what is the meaning of life?' 'Trick question, there is no meaning. We're just doing different things to pass the time as we await inevitable death.' Zim replied, her head bowed fingers fiddling with the zip of her pencil case. Zaid sighed slamming the textbook open in his hands shut, and no doubt wondering how he got here. 'You know what? Just shut up for now and take your edginess somewhere else. We'll continue this tomorrow.' ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Just two idiots bumping into themselves on the road to to be less idiotic. And additionally stuck in a classic tutor-tutoree dynamic, nothing like a little cliché to oil the engines of madness. *cue evil laughter* ✨A Nigeria based Duology✨

An old man named Morbid Sullen suffers from a condition called dysania. He experiences many wild fantods whenever he comes across people, opiatic eye strain when it comes to eye contact, and worst of all, cowers at the sound of laughter. Some say he is a paranoia-schizophrenic, but truly he is fighting himself everyday in his own imprisoning room.

Here I shall unfold a short anecdote of a poor alley cat and a rich pet dog who are the opposites of one another despite never having met each other, yet. This is a work of fiction, not a narrative to amaze you, nor is it poetry. Maybe it's just bullshit. Agghh Why did I write this? Idk. --- Unofficial Start: 09/08/2023 Published: 09/08/2023 Official Start: 09/08/2023 Unofficial Finish: 09/08/2023 Official Finish: 09/08/2023 MmStatus: Completed

A writing contest for any LGBTQ+ stories. I will link profiles and stories as I get entries, so if your looking for more stories and don't want to enter, you can still look in and might find some stories you really like! I will also occasionally post LGBTQ+ short stories, So those will be there too. Rules and details inside!

A personal poem I wrote about this guy. Hope you like it...

Hey all.... this one is a book of some poems about feelings which cross my mind at times... Hope you enjoy reading.

short story / poem ultra ammeture, I've never wrote a thing before I just wanted to share this for no real reason I just got the urge to write it.

Set in 2002 in the format of an online journal, this is a character-driven story of an eccentric 17-year-old who struggles with mental problems and overprotective parents.

Ups & Downs, Pessimistic, Optimistic, Realistic... This new collection of poem will be based on the fluctuations of feelings we encounter through the rollercoaster we call life- just to bring it out there, that you are not alone, both in your happiest and darkest moments!

Questioning and finding meaning in life. update: editing every title with numbers so its easier for everyone.

I wrote the first two, and possibly only two, parts to "Broken" months ago. As I write some other stories I notice 'The World' and 'The People' fits in or sort of relates so I add the parts in somewhere. Here are the pieces alone. Here is the original. Here is the start.

Cori was fatally deformed in the womb and lives in a way and with a mindset very different from most people her age. She can't talk, smell, or taste, and has very bad hearing. Luckily, her sharp eye sight makes up for it. Her undiagnosed syndrome becomes harder and harder to cope with every day. Cori just wants to be a normal teenage girl.

I don't know what to do. Why is this happening? Is this a trick? Are they trying to break me? What do I choose? Whose heart do I shatter? ~~~~~~~~~~ A story in the eyes of a college student, Vee Green. Who does she truly love, and who truly loves her?

It's so goddamn hard to live; it's especially hard in a world where no one understands you... or at least when you perceive the world to fail in understanding you. Even harder is thinking that you'll be able to find a way out of the miserable hole that yourself and the people around you have managed to put you in. Despite a few good people trying to pull you out, it feels so immeasurably impossible because each time you seem to take a step forward, the conveyer belt of life pulls you back two. It's all so troublesome, in fact, that it's almost impossible to put into words... almost... I tried. I tried so hard to portray how I tried so hard to bring myself up after I tried so hard to not let myself fall. But I fell anyway. I fell indefinitely. I fell infinitely - or, at least, I perceived it to be so. These are my falls.

Life for Jaylynn seems to be a cakewalk on the outside. Growing up in Manhattan with her father, grandfather, and cousin she seems to have it all figured out. Loving boyfriend and adorable dogs life cannot get any better. Looking into her world you learn that her daily life is a neverending rollercoaster of emotions. Battling with her inner and real life demons is a constant struggle she wishes would end. She knows her potential and her worth but still chooses to fight every day. Her hopefulness is the only thing that keeps her going. But when she is stuck with an impossible decision who can she truly turn to?