Pessimist Stories

Have you ever tried to fit in with the others but you knew you were different? Yeah well, that's exactly how Lacey Edison feels. But instead of keeping up her façade of trying to be like everyone else, she embraces her differently functioning mind. And she puts that mind to use and invents something memorable. Then one day, she meets a boy a year older than herself and together -with the help of a kind robot named Athena- they go on an adventure into another world where the word impossible doesn't exist. But everyone, even dreamers, know that nothing lasts forever. Everyone but Lacey.

my mind is full of thoughts like: love and hate co-exist? if not... can the impossible be achieved? my mind is capable hehe fantasy is a dream

A lonely man discovers that there is more to pain than we often think. And beyond pain dwells happiness we forsake.

Trying to find meaning in life.

❝The end comes when we no longer talk with ourselves. It is the end of genuine thinking and the beginning of the final loneliness.❞ ~Edward Gibbons ▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼ Lily Thompson fled the earth by taking her own life, it was misfortunate yes, but no one knew why. She had amazing parents, friends and well, everything any other girl would've wanted. So why would she? She left behind a book which holds the answer to that question. Collection of depressive yet mind blowing poetry ▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼ © 2014 by AutotunedBird All rights reserved.

Just some of my written poems.

In which there is a debate between an optimist and a pessimist. If you don't know what either means, don't be embarrassed. An optimist always thinks that the world is full of hope. The pessimist will just shake his head and say, "Nope". So do you think it's right to believe everything is great every day? Or see that everything is more worse than the next in every single way? A poem submitted for the Everything is Awesome Scholarship Slam 2015.

a single soul, with several admirations.

To twenty two years old Amelia, adulthood sucks. Having to work, pay bills and worst of all, relationship.After being the 'perfectly matching' couple, a costly mistake ruins everything. Admits all her issues, Amelia has to find herself and move on with the life she desires.

"Do I really like this kind of life right now? Am I just blind of the truth I have been experienced all along? I thought I was living in a wonderful paradise, ohh! it was just my imagination. LOL HAHAHAHAHA" - FAILURE SOPHOMORE ACHIEVEMENTS FROM TAG RANKINGS✨: #37 poetry

Can't sleep early because of my insomnia!!! ACHIEVEMENTS FROM TAG RANKINGS✨: #611 poetry #3 pessimistic

Broken Mirror on the wall, which villainous beast should be held responsible? Framed is this broken mirror. But hold, a corrupted world I see. Riches cannot hide its evil guise. Alas, they are the ones who broke me. Alas! Reveal them at once. For it is a long tale. It requires you to delve deeper. But in the end, you shall find your answer. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A poetry collection discussing different social issues and defining features of the world we live in.

Well it's my first attempt in writing and it's about my random thoughts after a night of bar hopping. Actually after proof reading ,it sounds more like a narration. I did say I'm new to this.

Book Descriptions are so Irritating. If you want to read a book, just read it. Why do you want to know the description? -That's Kai, and this is his story. Excuse me, whoever is writing a shit of my life, get your head checked. What's there to even write about my life? -A book unlike any other, focusing on Kai's monologues of life and his journey to find his purpose in life. Excuse me, what!!!, That makes me seem like I am depressed, I am fucking not!!! -Join him on his journey of badminton and contemplate thoughts about life. It's not that deep, dude, stop!!! -Junior school last year arc is undergoing.

"Admit it please, you missed me." "No, I really didn't." "Well dollface, the amount of times I watched you visit my grave says otherwise." {In which a boy dies, but not really}

Riley has always felt more comfortable in the pages of a book than in the crowded halls of high school. Quiet, introspective, and fiercely independent, she keeps her distance from the world, preferring to lose herself in fictional realms where she can feel something more than just invisible. But when her mom forces her into choir, Riley's life takes an unexpected turn. What starts as an unwanted elective becomes the catalyst for changes Riley never anticipated. From navigating the chaotic social scenes at lunch to facing the challenge of singing in front of others, she finds herself in uncharted territory. And then there's Grayson, the boy who's always been there but whose recent, mysterious presence shakes up everything she thought she knew about herself. As Riley contends with her insecurities, the tug-of-war between self-reliance and connection, and the challenges of being seen for who she truly is, she begins to realize that sometimes, the most powerful stories are the ones we never planned to tell.

I have no clue why anyone would read this, but if you do, these are stories I make quite rarely on late nights. This is usually when I can't sleep or my thoughts are so overwhelming I just turn them into a story or just emotional writing I hope you can relate to. Usually these stories are quite pessimistic so if you're not into that sorry :/ If you have any thoughts please comment or message me them along with any suggestions or something I could maybe make a short story out of them if you'd like :) I'm always open to write stories inspired by others (and depending on your preference I will either credit you or leave and state that you are anonymous) All rights for any images used goes to the original creator (Most images I use come from google so Idk how to give credit properly to owner)

this is a book of quotes that I came up with, And please NOTE: these are sad and Depressing quotes. if you do not like negativity and the author being a pessimist then please do not read.

A short poem about nuclear holocaust.

A collection of poems I have written about sorrow, sadness, despair, and pain. The persona may be a sadist or a masochist. "I was left with numbered days, all the sacrifices made were forgotten, and so I accepted my helpless fate." -Gave It All, Left With Nothing, Janus Auzk. "The blade hidden under my pillow, coated with dried blood which never seem to go away, just like the pain I'm going through now, and the scars stretched along my skin." -Paper Cut, Janus Auzk. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED® COPYRIGHT© JANUS AUZK #MyYouth