Realfeelings Stories

My mind is chaotic and my actions reckless. These poems are for the things we never learned how to say - love that keeps you up, anxiety that won't leave, and trying to love again with broken pieces. If you've ever wanted to scream "help me" but stayed quiet, this is for you. By Dharshan Naidoo

> some days are soft, some days are heavy but every day is real.

When silence hurts more than words

Everything on this book is based on real life story. My story specifically. (Atleast this first one) Im not a writer but, I want to let everyone know how many times someone broke my heart and how many times I stood up for ME. The story might be lame, and since I'm not a professional writer, any criticism (be it GOOD or BAD) is welcome. Just don't jusdge me okay?

Azalea lived in a normal house. She went to a normal high school. She had average grades. She was an average teen. But when the schools bad boy asks her to be his fake girlfriend her world flips upside down. How was she supposed to "date" someone she didn't have feelings for. Or will she start to fall for the bad boy, the playboy, the player, the 'to cool for school' boy. The only way to find out is to read the story. Read more to find out what happens when Azalea gets asked to be a fake girlfriend.

This came from a night where I was too tired to think, yet couldn't stop thinking. I kept chasing answers instead of rest, even though part of me knew sleep was the only answer that mattered.

Entries about moments where I find cliches and irony in life and intentionally avoid them. Enjoy.

This Story is Base on my own experience. Sorry po kung wrong grammar si Ms. A maganda lang po ako di matalino hihi XD.

What I should've told him.

This story is about the feeling of loss and learning how to grow. It tells the story of a young boy who had recently lost his brother to cancer, and his father (John) helps him realize that he has the chance to heal and know the importance of growth. This story helps a reader know that they aren't alone and have the chance to listen to the right person for advice even in the darkest of times.

He was fire. She was the calm breeze. But fate made them sit side by side... Akshra Mehra-a middle-class, modern, bold girl with clear boundaries. Rudra Rathore-a cold, arrogant playboy who never chases anyone... until her. When Akshu enters the elite Rathore Academy on scholarship, she never expects to be assigned the desk right next to Rudra-the school's most untouchable heartthrob. From tapping pens and stealing glances to silent wars and unsaid feelings, their journey begins. But what happens when cold hearts start to melt? When hate turns into obsession? And when secrets, betrayal, and past scars twist love into a storm?Add to that the tangled love stories of Akshu's besties-Eisha & Aarohi-who fall for Rudra's dangerously charming best friends... but not without heartbreak, jealousy, and possessive madness. 🌸 School life. 💔 First love. 🔥 Enemies-to-lovers drama. 💫 A ride from desks... to destinies.

Where I rant, share my thoughts, give announcements, share stories, tell you a few of my daily routines, DIYs I use really often, and other stuff like that. ( The girl in the picture is not me)

I think about him, actually dreamed about him tonight, it was not planned, it was not even scientifically possible, but it still happened. Light dream, deep feelings. Felt so real, I hold him I kissed him, he wanted a peck and I smiled and kissed him again, my mom hated it, she did not like it, she was there, she saw everything and I did not complain. So... what does this dream mean? What does it mean for me? I believe it is a goodbye, my soul saying goodbye to what was not meant to be, and to what is never going to happen.

A girl who is never intrested in relationship But school has a way of making strangers into stories. And slowly, hate turned into something softer. Not that he ever noticed. He had someone else. And she? She was just the quiet girl watching from afar... falling in love, one-sidedly.

She was never the one to be late. She was never the one to forget. But on the day of our farewell... Sakshi didn't show up. Everyone else moved on. I waited. And then the phone rang. It wasn't her voice. It wasn't her laugh. It was the beginning of everything falling apart. I don't know if she's coming back... But I'm still here. Still waiting, Sakshi.

Life, from my perspective.. Not like everyone has a bad life, or bad way of thinking. But, what and how to even start living the life given to us ? A simple breathing, sleeping, and eating won't cut it. First time I've touched this subject in my care-free, hastle free life..

This piece comes from a place I can't always put into words. Grief isn't the same every day... but today was heavier. For anyone who has ever wanted just one more moment, one more conversation, one more call. 🖤

This is not a fairytale. It's the story of a girl who loved with every part of her soul-quietly, fully, and without ever being truly seen. He was her everything. She was just a shadow in his world. "Almost Mine" is a raw, unfiltered journey through one-sided love, late-night tears, overthinking, hope that refused to die, and the strength it takes to finally let go. It's not just about losing him. It's about finding herself in the ruins he left behind. For every girl who gave her all-and had to heal alone.

A girl named vicky try's so hard for to hid her sadness,depression,and anxiety. She keeps lots of things to herself. She doesn't like attention and she wants no one to worry about her because she won't know how to handle it if someone worry's about her.