Pretentious Stories

New chapter every fortnight or so. Hey, I'm Matt-Dave, author of Owen Cavalier and The Stepford Vampires, two underperforming novels written aeons ago. Do you like writing? Do you like reading? I like both! Created Wattpad The Fuck so I can write about writing and reading! And abut cliches and beginner mistakes and editing. In my journey I've made observations and discovered tricks, things that I want to share with you! Hopefully this will make the both of us better writers, so stick around. Maybe I'll tell you something you don't know. If not, you can at least tell me in the comment section what a hack I am. So how about it? You give me the time of day and I promise I will try my best to make something productive out of it. Note: I've changed as a person since I've started writing and I don't agree with a lot of the way I wrote the earlier chapters. Consider this always ongoing with no definitive endpoint, but I also might just call it quits and hit complete whenever it feels like I've run out of stuff to say. Cool? Cool.

An ungrateful friend and even blamed his own friend for the treatment of another friend.

"I just want to grow up already." "When you grow up a little bit of your soul dies." "You do realize that im the 17 year old girl who wears her hair short. I'm the one who should be so pretentious." . . . "dialogue between two friends in a span of four years."

Rebecca Black is the eptimome of perfect. She has good grades, is the most popular girl in school, has more money than half of Europe and is annoyingly beautiful. Still, she can't help but feel alone in her big world. With a past that haunts her every move and an uncertain future she's afraid to encounter, no one seems to really understand just who exactly she really is. Until him. Dylan is empty, cold, closed off and rude. He doesn't want to go to school, he doesn't want to rekindle his friendship with his childhood love, he doesn't want to laugh and be happy, he doesn't want to go to the hospital everyday, he doesn't want to have to never miss a medication in fear that he would die, he doesn't want love. All he wants is to close his eyes, and never open them again. One searching for a way to live. The other ready to embrace death. Both completely opposed to love. Who will fall first? ∞≈∞≈∞≈∞≈∞≈ "Can I ask you a question?" I blinked innocently at him, bashing my eyelashes for effect. "Do I have a choice" He muttered in annoyance and flipped a page of his book. I grinned. "Do you find me attractive?" He froze mid-turning of a page and glanced at me in unease. After what feels like years he finally coughs. "I..uh... you're pretty" he mumbled. I moved closer to him until we were inches apart. "It's a yes or no question Dyl, you of all people should know how to answer those " He visibly gulped and moved a way. I smirked and moved closer, enjoying his discomfort, "When asked this question, you reply with a positive yes or negative no" I put my hand under his chin and tilted his face until we made eye contact. A storm brewed in his beautiful ocean. "So, are you attracted to me Dylan...or are you too chicken to admit it" =~=~=~=~=~=~=~= Previously known as "If You Lose Me, Do Not Find Me" This book can be read as a stand alone! Trailer included Other Books available to read! Stephanie💖

Avoid Araneta grew alongside with her skill of pretending. There are days it is handy and will be considered as a blessing . Somedays people curse at her and swore that she is a witch. But as her bottomline, she says it is a curse. A Charlatan's Curse.

Based on a true story. "Ever since MacKenzie Johnson set foot in our scared halls. The world turned upside down." The day that Scarlett Abercrombie accidentally befriends pompous, pretentious and "popular" MacKenzie Johnson, is the day when Scarlett and Carly Hollister's lives changed forever. Life had become complicated. Friendship was not simply friendship and every smile had to be founded upon a lie. Darkness is everywhere. Waiting. Lurking. Scheming. Mackenzie's arrival had simply awoken it and stirred up hatred, betrayal and fear. Friendships were shattered. Trust was crumbled. Everyone's loyalty was called into question. As Carly and Scarlett dives deeper into the pits of society, they find that they are becoming the pretentious shell that MacKenzie is. Will they sink deeper into their own web of lies? Or will they find a silver lining in the stormy clouds of betrayal? Either way, if you even touch the flames... You will be burnt.

pain slowly waking up the demons inside me

Who would have thought that life be a mess. She wakes when all got in chaos. Lost, it got too damn serious to be neglected. Bombarded by frustration, perception in her mind was ruined. The future was bright for her, all were planned accordingly. Family, a picturesque, career -a successful in her field, friends- she have them as the supportive caring and lovely ones, partner- oh, that girl got the best man, ideal man, like almost every single girl would dream of she's got him on her hand... Yet, the cruelty of circumstances took all of 'em right in front of her in just a snap. All were lose of worth and she's got nothing to do. She can't fight it. Asleep, yes she is, at the state of daze as all her gems were little by little been stolen by the robber of life. Was it even destiny? Asked that poor mind full of sorrow? too tired as she has stopped wailing. As if she can make her cry loud... She struggles too much for it. Tears dropped but no voice can be heard, she was, yes definitely is taking a hard cry. Note to Reader: Please be informed that all characters, roles, and events were all fiction and is from the authors imaginative mind only. Be aware that any similarities of this work to real situations are all coincidental. P.S. Enjoy reading the story but be reminded that PLAGIARISM is a CRIME. RESPECT BEGETS RESPECT. THANK YOU AND GOD BLESS YOU.

Paano kung ang isang kasinungalingang sinimulan sa tungkulin ay humatong sa pag-ibig na hindi na kayang bawiin? At paano kung ang pusong natutong magmahal ay kailangang mamili sa pagitan ng katotohanan at ng damdaming hindi sa kanya?

"w-who are you?" He smirked "Someone you never should've crossed paths with"

Unintelligent eyes hide THE DEEPest intelligence

. ♕ . What if the t r i g g e r Was not aimed at me? ♕ My entry for the Wattpad Writing Stars Apogee Competition.

a sporadic collection of my personal writing projects, small and large. but mostly small. short stories, poems, essays, etc. we've got it all!

Una nag papanggap palang ako na asawa mo dahil sa pinsan ko dapat sya ang pakakasalan mo pero humiling sya sakin na magpanggap ako na sya pumayag ako kasi sabi nya 5 months lang naman okay naman lahat nung una pero habang tumatagal na nahuhulog na ako sayo habang magkasama tayo sa iisang bahay nakilala kita alam kung mali dahil nag papanggap lang ako na asawa mo hindi ka mahirap mahalin dahil super perfect ka na asawa lahat hihilingin na maging asawa ka nila hindi ko na ata kayang magpanggap ay mali una palang pala hindi na ko nagpapanggap kasi una palaNG MAHAL NA KITA

Would it be arrogance to suggest that my failure is more interesting than your success?My intellectual competence is proven, my potential, vast. And yet, here I am, documenting yet another day spent meticulously preparing to work instead of actually working. This journal is a chronicle of that glorious failure. It is a pretentious, self-aware, and laughably profound analysis of why I-a person who thrives on complex synthesis-am rendered utterly inert by the demand to simply 'sit and read.' I will draw the perfect schedule. I will create the optimal environment. And I will, with breathtaking genius, find a way to sabotage it all. This is not a story of redemption. It is a autopsy of potential, performed by the potential itself. Read it if you dare to recognize yourself.

An adventure of a certain lizard king on the outskirts of poetry.

Do you know what your problem is? You keep on pouring your love into a vessel -a person- that'll never return it to you.

Living life with a troubled mind and complicated life is difficult. I know that firsthand. Poetry is my conduit for healthy expression. As pretentious as that sounds, it's true. I'm just a kid fighting the world, and this is a collection of some things I've written here and there along the way. My journey is far from over, but I think this is a good place to start. Who knows, maybe if I shout my thoughts into the void, the void will shout back. Be warned, these topics deal with very dark times in my life, and if this is the kind of thing that you find upsetting, do yourself a favour and find someone else's poems to read. Thanks, and if you're still here, this ride is bumpy and very ugly, so fasten your seatbelts.

Hope Jewel Hernandez dropped her studies to accept a one time offer of becoming a writer in Ireland, despite the sentiments of her family. She was determined to prove to them that she made the right decision but of course some things would happen when you least expect them to. As she was leisurely walking around the marvelously decorated hallways of Dublin Castle as a reward and challenge given by the company she's working on, she ran into Maverick Jace Boru, a charming young man who pretended to be a tour guide. Although a romantic relationship is not one of her main agenda at the moment, she can't seem to get her mind off of him. But what will happen when she would discover his true identity? Would she want him as close as he wants her? Or would she rather cower away?

A beautiful piece in which Beneliza Anton and I express how we are brutally managed by Anger despite all that we go through.