Ramble Stories

WERE BACK HOOMANS

It is just a ramble about how i felt about liking girls. kinda sad and depressing. I do not want my work to be published anywhere/refrenced without my consent. If you want to write something inspired by it or want to use parts of my work please contact me.

Fuck you

Lana's second unapologetic ramble book

This is not a story ,its not even a One - shot... Just a ramble which may or may not make sense :P “Now where has this chit of a girl gone?” wondered he. She was in Diva mode since morning. Uncharacteristically aloof and didn’t even put her nonsensical and stupid beyond belief arguments to counter each and every word he uttered. As if he cared! She can act as pricey as she wants, makes no difference to him. But for now he had to find Miss Senseless, who had decided that it was an excellent idea to disappear in the middle of nowhere at this time of evening and that too in a strange place. Some genius in making! He has searched every nearby place, but no clue of her. It was getting almost dark now. And it was then that he spotted her. In a faraway corner, sitting quietly on a bench. He had a good mind to give her an earful for the stunt she had pulled. Just as he was approaching her, Mr Irritating appeared out of nowhere with all his 32 teeth in perfect shape. And he spotted her and came to her. Why? Why couldn’t Mr Work-out 24*7 leave her alone? Always meddling with her and interfering in her matters. And why the hell was she smiling at him as if he was biggest invention since sliced bread. And he had the gall to sit beside her!!! And why wasn’t Miss Pricey acting like silence reincarnated with that sorry-excuse-of-a-guy as she was doing with him since morning? And they were actually talking now. Something seethed inside him seeing them talking like friends, like… She was speaking slowly and he was listening so intently. Smiling at her, comforting her? And then they stood up after what seemed like an eternity and he gave his hand to her to steady her. He had had enough! He left from there in a flash and reached where they were staying. She followed a little later. And she didn’t even look at him once…Like he didn’t exist.

Hey so this is my book where I post wrestling news+rants. Read at your own risk.

Just somewhere to casually vent or discuss random stuff. This probably won't have anything too serious or personal but I might include some fandom stuff? Updates when I'm bored. --- Please let me know if you think this should have a Mature rating. --- Really Random cover designed by me.

Just a random teenage boy writing about his mentally unstable self-thoughts.

Writing whatever comes to mind

Idk I felt like doing a thing. I feel like I am going on a journey and wanted others to accompany me.

It's just me ranting about shit, releasing my anger. This book is filled with a ton of salt, swearing and complaining. Be warned.

Rambles. At midnight. Simple as that. Warning: can be very VERY random :P

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Things I wish I could say to the people I adore. These are the things I think about throughout the day. Random little thoughts about my heroes that sometimes won't make sense

One-shot story with just a few random thoughts ~~

People never look close enough to see how a person is actually feeling. Some people are gifted. They can see beyond a person's mask by just a glance. With their perfect eyesight, they can see through every false emotion or illusion. They don't know why this happens or how they ended up with it. They don't even have a name for it, and do not even bother coming up with one. They just assume that it may be a gift from God or that their genes must have messed up in some way. Putting that thought aside, they just continue on with their life, not really giving it much thought. Then there's me. I happen to be gifted with this "blessing," though something must have gone wrong during my birth. I don't know if it was just my parents genes being messed up, or that if God was playing a joke on me, but my gift ended up being incomplete. Meaning, I didn't get the WHOLE package like the other people did. Instead, I ended up with a common weakness. A weakness so mundane it makes me embarrassed just thinking about it. And because of this, I didn't get to "see" the whole world right. Let's just say that sometimes, glasses can be a real pain. ~~~~~~~~~~~ NOTE: I JUST WANTED TO SAY THAT ALL PEOPLE WITH GLASSES OUT THERE ARE AWESOME AND DESERVE THE BEST INSTEAD OF BEING JUDGED BY THEM. BE PROUD THAT YOU HAVE GLASSES, IT MAKES YOU SPECIAL IN YOUR OWN WAY :D P.S: This is my first time writing a story officially, so please be assured that they will be many spelling and grammar mistakes ;;

Yeah.

I'm sitting in an airport in Istanbul. There is no internet, and I'm bored. So I am people watching. And I am writing down my thoughts and feelings about what I see. Not marking as mature, but I do swear a little bit. Nothing most people can't handle.