Realness Stories

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The zany and hilarious. The deep and meaningful. The fluttery and cute. All of the most wonderful quotes, in one collection. (I take submissions! Submit some of your favorite quotes here, and I'll try to include them!)

Poem about realness in self and in love

I have never ever thought about my marriage. For me, a marriage is a wonderful thing and worse as well because since child hood I used think that if I get marry then I'll have to leave my parents and move forward in my life,etc. But, I found my love or I would say my whole life in such a place where no one would even imagine. That day and that incident has changed my life fully. I don't know that what should I name to that incident because that was totally unexpected and wonderful at the same time. I was at airport and was checking out for the UK for my studies and I was in a queue for the immigration. As soon as I passed my immigration, there was a very very cute and charming man was fighting with the officer. I saw him and I was keep looking at him, for a moment it felt that I have some kind of connection with him but then I realised that he is fighting and I should leave this place as he was in his verification. Then I moved from that department. After 10 days I had my university and that was my first day at university, and I was really thinking about him and magically I saw him at my university. Oh my God!!! We were in the same university with same course. I was surprised but I was taking this as a normal incident. After few hours, my one of the friend called me and we were just talking and suddenly that cute crush was standing there and staring at my friend, and my friend he called him and introduced me like this girl is his friend I(J) and My crush(N) we both are in same class. So, by luck or what!!! We introduced our self to each other but that was only 5 minutes of talk. It feels good that in different where everything is new, new areas, new people and completely new environment where you find someone to talk with,etc. Then, I left my university to go home, then after next day we were sitting on the same table, then we started talking, slowly we came to know that our native is same as well. Cont...

Realness is aboard if you can't hang then get to clicken..

Hey I'm Justin and heres a tiny tiny bit of what I'm feeling. This deffitnley helped me clear my head. But even though I'm making my move today and probably won't write anymore but I would like Real feedback please n thank you

this selection, is poetry by yours truly. it's my first book, but not the last. have fun.

If For Some odd reason you come to find this "story" i want to say sorry but this is the only way i could think to vent about everything

She is a model she is an angel she is a babe

Poetry for those few souls that long for realness our world lacks Written not for reads but a place where I can write my feelings so I can attempt understand them myself. ••• To the boy that changed me. Heartbreak or not, you will live on in my burning heart.

A collection of improvised thoughts and realizations turned into poems that help me when I'm in distress. Disclaimer: none of the following poems are in proper poem form.

The malicious reason why we breathe.

The Bible that we have that the "Christians" use to slander others for their sins, is the Mans version of Gods word. Do you honestly think men back in the day weren't misogynistic, racist, sexist, and homophobic? It was only a couple hundred years ago that slavery still existed and women had no rights. All have sin. Yes, Jesus's disciples were "good" men after being saved, but there was still Judas. (not my cover)- belongs to: Suzanne Dudley

I feel numb now. You've done your damage. But my heart still wants you. Inspiration: milk and honey by rupi kaur Melons by Matt Maeson prod. by MASEGO

Read and find out yourself

What I'm thinking how it's fine how it's allowed?

Wise words and deep questions. A collection of poems about all types of universal and timeless questions. These are the 2 am thoughts that keep me from sleeping. These are my words of love, fear, ache, rage and laughter. I share them in the hope of escaping loneliness and offering a flight to the words that haunt me in the best of ways.

"We didn't choose our family, Stella." "Violets. We are the same." "Never stop fighting for what belongs to you." It is the Winter Solstice Festival, the lights shine, people dance. Away from everything and everyone, a cherry blossom, below her, two young people, totally and completely different. But so equal ... Love is like a tree, it blooms, it grows, and in the end it ends up bearing fruit. An impossible story, feelings involved, secrets, people's lives. After all, who are you Stella?