Psychologicaldisorder Stories

•Poetic appreciation of the story• Tracing down the nerves of the lightning among the scars of the skies, Pervaded in detest of his destiny he held the shrill of piercing lies within the orbs of his eyes, Eternal promises clashing in his palms seamlessly, He stabbed his anxieties in excruciating obscurity faintly. Numbly,he hung down in the clinch of the branches like a leaf thriving in the flesh of breathes and liveliness, Deceased in the dysphoria amalgamated and smashed in lonelines, He was dripped in the ripples of a desolated arroyo overlaid in an atemporal deaths, His jubilance flickered in oblivion like the firmaments soaring above serenly, He was the rainbow behind the melancholy of deluge that squinted under the covers of despondency, Never urging to mount aloft in jovial and merry,embraced somewhere in the silence of the breeze soothingly.. Until... Until she whirled grasping life in the veins of a leaf prospering in the trepidation of demise, Until she swayed like a melancholy to be treasured with bliss underneath the baptized lies, Until she led him to alleviate memories blistering in the hearth of agony, Until she became an angel to him shattered admirably in secrecy. Until the hymns of dismal warbling in them became their euphoria, until the chords of harrowing truths became their fates, until their parched selves bloomed with sentience... will they become the moon to each other after the unbearable nights they clutched onto darkness devouring upon them in silence,slaughtering their tranquility violently? Will they relish into tears on a distressing rainy day or will they hold onto each other's laments composing each other into the notes of charisma for eternity? Or will they become the sunset to a new story heading towards tragedy storming into an heart-reading tale?

Growing up to be a butler makes you close to the family, especially if you have kids taking care of. And especially if you're not boring and old, then the household will definitely grow love on you. Meet Brielle Simone, a twenty year old lady who happens to be a butler of the Adela family, and almost a sister of the lovely twins, Clarette and Rosianna. As she takes care of those two, she discovers a secret of the twins that will help their strong connection. A secret worth keeping.

A beautifully crafted prose trying to capture the challenges and struggles of a young girl living with an incessant obsessions and compulsions filled psychological disorder.

He had problems. She had the solutions. But the thing was..... It was all based on convenience. And all this while, he knew.

This is the story of how Lucas Choi meet his moon and stars. A semi closeted 32-year-old bartender named Lucas, falls in love with a young heartbroken 21-year-old male named Axel. After finding out the young man labels himself as 'straight', Lucas fights back his feelings while trying to deal with his own personal mental issues. As each day passes between them, love begins to grow. But with love... pain and desire follows. Families are torn apart and temptations overcome the weak. Can Lucas fight his disorder and fight for Axel's love? Is it even worth it?

His determined enough not to let her go again. So he take all his courage to say these words to her. "Why can't it be? Why can't it be the two of us? Why can't we be lovers? Only friends? Her psychological condition is the main reason. Her emotion is always splitting. The young man belongs to a wealthy clan, he is a billionaire who had a dark past unknown to the society where he belongs at present. Only the lady knew his deepest secret, his past. She played the big role in his life long time ago... When they meet again, the memories of his past comes back to him. Then the billionaire hope that maybe at present time they can be more than just friend but then again the lady wants to say goodbye to him. Would she stay? Or would she say goodbye? Will can they be lovers? Or will can't be?

Genre: Psychological - Romance Status: soon Everyone says she looks healthy. Beautiful, even. What they don't see is the careful shrinking, the silent bargaining, the hunger she wears like discipline. Control tastes better than food. And disappearing feels like winning- until the body starts keeping score.

❝ annyeonghaseyo jeoneun Bangtan Sonyeondan hwanggeum maknae Jeon Jung-erm sorry, Aria imnida. ❞ I mentally facepalmed myself. -

Josephine Judith Williams, Joe, for those of us who know her, is such a specimen, she's wild, disobedient, incapable of love and with a natural tendency to getting involved in crazy venturesome situations. In one of this adventurous fits she drives all the way to Hannibal, where she gets to know a mysterious stranger, who has the strange conviction that he's going to see her again. Will they or will they not meet again? Well, Joe has more important stuff to worry about, starting with her medication, her therapy sessions and her healing process. Oh yes, Joe has this little minor problem, she has mild antisocial personality disorder. Usually not a big deal, though. But sometimes a really big deal. © 2015, 2016, 2017 CaroBelart, All Rights Reserved.

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