Self-destructive Stories

"I'm not worth saving, Kian. Stop trying to find a version of me that doesn't exist anymore." On the school transcript, Asher Vane is a prodigy-straight As, a brilliant mind, and a guaranteed future. But behind the locked door of his bedroom, he's a disaster. Drowning in a depression that feels like lead, Asher has turned to the only things that numb the noise: smoke in his lungs and fire in his throat. Kian Mercer is the boy who stays. He's nonchalant, cool-headed, and determined to keep Asher on the pedestal where he belongs. Kian hates the cigarettes. He hates the hidden bottles. He hates that Asher is throwing away a life Kian is working so hard to protect. What started as a love story has turned into a battlefield. Kian's "help" has turned into anger and control, while Asher's silence has turned into a weapon of self-destruction. They are two top-tier students headed for the top, but they're tied together by a rope that's beginning to fray. How do you love someone who is determined to disappear? Made by @lexi_makesstories. Warnings! -abuse - toxic relationship VERY VERY VERY short story.

A collection of my one shot poems or whatever you can call them. Thank you for passing by....

Just feelings that isn't understood by one

Akshara Goenka has always been persistent, offering more love than she receives. Despite enduring numerous heartbreaks, she perseveres, tirelessly gathering the shattered pieces each time and stitching them back together. However, there's a limit to how much one can repair before reaching a breaking point. What will occur when Akshara finally reaches hers? ●●～●～●～●～●～●～●～●～●～●～●～●～●～●～●～●～●～●● This will contain dark topics such as suicide, depression, anxiety disorder, self-harm, unhealthy coping mechanisms, substance abuse, domestic violence, etc. Every chapter or segment will begin with a trigger warning, so please don't ignore it.

No Longer Human (Japanese: 人間失格, Hepburn: Ningen Shikkaku), also translated as A Shameful Life, is a 1948 novel by Japanese author Osamu Dazai. It tells the story of a troubled man incapable of revealing his true self to others, and who, instead, maintains a façade of hollow jocularity, later turning to a life of alcoholism and drug abuse before his final disappearance. The original title translates as "Disqualified as a human being" or "A failed human".The book was published one month after Dazai's suicide at the age of 38. No Longer Human is considered a classic of postwar Japanese literature and Dazai's masterpiece. It enjoys considerable popularity among younger readers and ranks as the second best-selling novel by publishing house Shinchōsha, behind Sōseki Natsume's Kokoro. Added with entertaining illustrations to make it more enjoyable and understandable. Mostly found in Pinterest, so credits to the respectful owners of the images presented in each parts.

She hearing his name whispered in fear. The man her brother trusted. The man the underworld obeyed. Then one night, her world shattered. Her brother was dead. And the name written in blood on that truth was Rishabh Malhotra. Hatred became her armor. Rage became her voice. The very next night, her house was attacked. And the man she believed murdered her brother... appeared. He didn't shout. He didn't threaten. He only moved with silent, deadly precision-and dragged her away. To her, it was obvious: he didn't save her. He caged her. Trapped between fear, anger, and a man who spoke less than anyone else but commanded everything, she had a choice: Hate him... or let the devil who destroyed her life survive in her heart. In a world where revenge burns hotter than love, and darkness hides the truth, how do you fight a man you can't stop hating... yet can't stop wanting?

Cloé is on a self-destructive path. After a bad break up her best friend thinks she can help her out. Her junior year in high school and she has more freedom than needed. What is Cloé going to do? Is Cloé going to ruin her social status?

Finn is drifting. On a path to self destruction, a chance encounter on a cold beach puts her on a different track. Zoots, smokes, and a sofa to sleep on are a nerve wracking change from the isolation Finn has subjected herself to for so long. But if Finn's past has taught her anything it's that there's no smoke without fire. no particular need to be a fan to enjoy this story.

(discontinued 😔) The tale is well known: of the day Herobrine turned evil. When his illusions became reality. When his brothers turned from him. But, little is known regarding the rumor about his daughter! Little more than a bounty to her name and glowing eyes on her face. Like her father, she too dislikes her uncles...but, she doesn't exactly like her own father either. She is forever in denial of her true origins, preferring to think herself the little street thief she had practically been born into. The truth, however, hammers at her door. How long until she lets it in? Trying to get back into reading some fanfiction and picked up a couple ones about Herobrine's daughter, like old times. Cringe, even my own. I have no idea what this is going to be about, but I want to write a "Herobrine's Daughter" story that isn't like the others. Yes, because I'm *flips hair* not like the other girls! Cover art ISN'T mine. I decided to go simpler for this one. Check out "Oblivion" over on YT -- made by Winks -- to see the original image, as well as an awesome song with it!

English is not my first language so I apologize if there are any errors in the writing. Summary: Ryujin, a self-destructive girl, meets Yeji who becomes her little sunshine that gives her some hope that life is worth living. What happens if the sunshine and the storm aren't able to understand them feels for eachother?

hi there! this is a small collection of poems that I've written from september to december of 2021. it is by far one of my most personal collection of poems. it's theme is based around my personal life, and the reality behind the problems that among every other people with their own set of problems, i have as well. this reality tends to get clearer as the collection progresses. i hope that in one way or another, you'll enjoy reading these!

Dead poetry, lifeless, unimaginative, provactiveless, casualties of my thoughts, corpse bride rhymes, existential confuckery that shouldn't exist, quarterlife-crisis, insomnia riddled, dog water... yup I think I covered it. It's been a while since I've written poetry... So it all probably just plain old sucks. Ps. I did the artwork for this, not that I'm good at art but I did the thing.

𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 to the world , she was the fun one . always smiling , laughing . but behind closed doors briella was slowly unraveling . trapped in a relationship that started with love and turned into something darker . rafe cameron made her feel seen , at first . but after a couple weeks his love became control . the bruises . then silence . jj maybank sees past the act . he sees the nail biting , the leg shaking , the skipping meals and the oversize hoodies in hot weather . but falling for your brothers best friend while your dating your worst mistake ? it's not just reckless . it's dangerous . 𝑰𝒏 𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒔 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 . 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 , 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 . a jj maybank x oc fanfic 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞

A quiet descent into madness, isolation, and identity loss, this story explores what happens when you're invisible for too long... and when even your own mind stops recognizing you.

Snippets of notes to your younger self, whether it be broken hearts or damaged goods, relative troubles, or fighting with ones-self.

Quinton J. Watson use to be a dreamer before his grandmother passed away and he was left in the custody of his estranged mother. He's always had an infatuation with the night sky, using it to escape the nightmare he felt his life was becoming. As he gets older, the night sky doesn't help him escape anymore and he finds life unbearable. Taking a turn for the worse, going down the wrong path and making bad decisions. Quinton feels as if he's losing control and struggles to slow down. ♤Some of the chapters are short, if not all of them but I came up with the story listening to instrumentals with my cousin. I'm not sure how good it is but I thought it was pretty dope, enjoy. Comment&Vote♤ -Yung Singarti (SavageTayy)

Warning: I don't mind wrapping you up in my paper blanket of love poem promises to keep you warm from yourself and allow the depressing lines inside to give you a paper cut, I am a cruel poet. ••• "To indulge in your existence that flows through the hole in my heart onto the small Bright coloured orchid we've hidden from the eyes of the rules is my wanting." •••Quoted piece©

Placed a few weeks after the kids and their parents managed to escape the facility and Ashlyn is spiralling. (I love Ashlyn Angst, Teehee)

"Lost in the shadows of my mind, I search for a sense of self. Anxiety claws, fear consumes, and the lines between reality and darkness blur. Join me on a raw journey through the struggle to find myself in a world that feels increasingly distant."

Why do beautiful dark skin women and men in Jamaica keep using toxic illegal cream to lighten their skin. How do you feel about it? here is how I feel. In an verse.