Questioninglife Histoires

just me describing all my gay thoughts lol

This is a collection of things I have heard in school, need I explain more. These are inappropriate, funny, concerning comments that may be dirty with occasional life advice. Read at your own risk.

She had never seen the sun, felt the wind on her face, or felt soft sand between her toes. The only life she knew was the cold, soggy basement. This is the inspirational beginning of a life, of a girl; Poot.

Many people are naive and think that they have it the worst and wish for pity. But sadly, no true person wishes for pity, only the mask of a breaking person wishes for such terrible things.

I'm dumb okay

is it better to speak knowing that people will mock you for feeling this way? or to die knowing that no one will ever understand how much suffering you endured?.

(THIS BOOK HAS BAD GRAMMAR! First part was made in 6th grade, really long ago! This book is an original story that is still a work in progress. ) Follow a boy name Chi whos 16 years of age! He doesn't know where he is at all. An neither is he a normal boy, he's weird boy. but this story is involves a change of point of view!

Thought about this a night don't judge... ... ... ... ... ... ...OK judge a bit.

The young wolf, wandering here and there in order to find where she belongs. She must take adventures in order to know where she truly belongs. Rankings 🥉in #questioninglife 5 in #fictionworld

You don't know if you're still alive or if you've ever been, you feel wrong. .... But you'll get by some how. ---- "I'm doing my best." "Try harder" "..." (This is me practicing my writing so read as you will)

Hey these questions about life are crazy just try to answer them!

A story of another Me, another life where I am not myself, but am another person, a shadow of the person that I am and who I wish to be.

identity, dissociation, and becoming something else. Lucy thought she understood the world. She thought daylight meant safety, family meant protection, and goodness meant survival. Then Layla came-and everything Lucy trusted began to unravel. In a house that remembers, in a body that betrays her, Lucy faces a force that is both stranger and intimately familiar. It bends reality, warps memory, and demands a choice no one should ever have to make: uphold her morality-or survive at any cost. As blood pools, mirrors reflect more than appearances, and trust becomes a weapon, Lucy realizes that the true horror is not what she can see-but what she might have always been. A story of identity, morality, and the fragile line between hero and monster, The Shape I Cannot Escape is a relentless exploration of fear, memory, and the costs of being good in a world that refuses it.

Happy endings? Earth? Life? Existence? Boredome? What is it really? I promise this isn't some conspiracy theory thing it's just an honest interpretation (or at least my opinion ) of the aforementioned subjects. Along with a few others ...❤❤

This book is a joke. I'm no cringey author

I be yappin