Ramblings Stories

we're all beggars here, clawing at each other's sepia-toned loneliness ... || caffeinated afterthoughts and lovers' vomit ||

just what I'm feeling today...

My krew and yhs rambles :)

"Once a being has been named, it has power. Be sure to take care of yours. I'd know how important it is, because I lost mine." Joshua is always fretting over the "what ifs" in life, but never trusts his gut feeling because it's always wrong... at least until one summer afternoon when he, his friend Markl and cousin have nothing to do and dare each other to go touch the door of the house on the end of the street. The house everyone hated. For the first time, Joshua and Markl are at a loss to do when the strange little girl Alice forces them into playing a very dangerous game if they want Sharon back. But they're not the only victims. There are others forced into games, some knowing they're playing and others not, but they all have their own goals. The only question is if Alice is prepared to give them a winning chance.

where i put oc ideas , scenario ideas and ramble about stuff i think about

COMPLETED VERSION FROM MY LAST ACCOUNT XD

feelings we acquire in our daily basic life, that we may not speak out or share with anyone but they continue to linger in our consciousness, sub consciousness and result to hinder our behavior and actions. Emotions that we act like are not there but with each minute they keep gathering and weighing on our mind making us tired and feel Insesntive.

Sometimes in the journey of loving them unconditionally you hurt them unconditionally. 🥇#rhythm (6/11/22)-(25/11/22)

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Poems, Writings, Ramblings, etc. Notice the Mutt.

The ramblings and delusions of a self-proclaimed rotted speck of dirt. Unknowingly finite distance until the end of a long lost journey.

explaining everything that happened here, and some other stuff too.

A theatrical, visceral horror tale. Artistically presented, methodically planned, and cruelly realized. Lovers, serial killers, turning their macabre passion into an artform, but as their depravities grow, so too does their respective paranoias. As the slayings progress, a daring game of cat and mouse ensues, leading to a bloody and horrific climax. Psychological horror that creeps into the cinematic realms of the slasher, the zombie saga, and the vampiric. The tale is framed as a work of poetic art encompassing all of the horror subgenres. It is, at times, humorous and at times reeking of a sombre melancholy. Cultish in its guise, The Thorn and His Rose treads on the most daring and taboo elements of all vengeful tales. WARNING: EXTREME GRAPHIC CONTENT Copyright owned by Immortalis (c) 2023.

Just trying to put my thoughts into words. Therapy is expensive but Wattpad is free.

"Okay, enough with the kinda joking. The second thing I said here was that I hate Quirkless people because they let themselves be pushed around and beat down without a fight. But I'm not ignorant to the fact that it's society in general who kicks us when we're down. That's why I'm here to be the best. I'm setting the precedent for future generations. I'll become the Number 1 Hero, and show the whole world that Quirkless people can dream, too. We're not helpless wannabes, and we sure as hell can be the next hero and villain just around the corner. You can't treat us like how you're treating us now, it doesn't end well. I'm going to break this cycle of helpless victim and abused villain. So... "I just wanna say... I'm gonna win." OR How a Quirkless Katsuki would have handled his speech at the Sports Festival. OR OR A shitty author thought the BNHA was literally the best (or worse, depending on who you ask) fucking dystopia ever and wanted to write about a Quirkless Katsuki but was too lazy to actually write anything remotely resembling a good plot, and they just kinda wanted a way to speak up against the fucking prejudice and bigotry in BNHA.

The people and moments that shaped me, broke me, woke me, and have begun to heal me. A rambling journal of sorts. Memories and Thoughts, in no particular order.

I'm nostalgic and I can't say these things.

a collection of my recent pieces i decided to share as i have to lock in to begin drawing my own webtoon. btw i'll draw a better cover once i have the motivation and time

Patterns stop benefiting after a while