Self-hate Stories

Silk saree. Diamond necklace. Red lips. A wealthy man's possession. A mistress. Her fingers slowly touched the fading bruise near her collarbone before quickly moving away, as though even she could not bear touching herself anymore. Outside the locked bedroom, laughter and music echoed through the mansion halls. Another party. Another night where powerful people would stare at her with curiosity, pity, or hidden mockery. "That's Abhinandan Varada's mistress" "She used to be a classical dancer, right?" "What a waste." The whispers never ended. Ahalya closed her eyes tightly. Once, people looked at her with admiration. Now they looked at her like sin A knock came at the door. "Madam,""Sir is calling you downstairs." Her stomach tightened instantly. Fear had become instinct now. Ahalya wiped her tears before they could fall and forced herself to stand. No matter how broken she felt... He would still call. And she would still go. Because Abhinandan Varada always got what he wanted. Always. She slowly walked through the grand corridors of the mansion that looked more like a golden cage than a home. Guards lowered their heads as she passed. No one met her eyes. No one dared. There Abhinandan sat lazily on the couch, glass of whiskey in one hand, looking powerful enough to own the entire world. And maybe he did. But the moment his eyes landed on her, something dangerous softened in his expression. "There you are, little doe." The endearment made her chest ache. A year ago, she had been a rising dancer with dreams in her eyes. Now she trembled hearing a man call her with affection. He opened one arm toward her casually. "Come here." Ahalya stood frozen. Every instinct inside her wanted to run. But there was nowhere left to run anymore. Because the cruelest thing about Abhinandan Varada was not his power. Not his anger. Not even the darkness inside him. It was the way he destroyed her life... And then loved her among the ruins.

Living together was supposed to mean everything would be simple. But Taehyung can barely breathe when Jungkook is around. What no one knows is that he has been in love with him for far too long and it's slowly destroying him. Still, he would rather keep his distance than risk losing him completely. So he stays quiet. Pretends. Falls apart in silence. Jungkook only sees a friend who keeps pulling away. He doesn't know he's the reason why.

In the hallways of Riverton High, love and pain walk a dangerous line. Brody Potter has spent two years loving Cameron Kenner in secret, stolen kisses behind closed doors, whispered promises, and a heart that keeps forgiving every bruise. But when Cameron's fear of being seen turns into public betrayal and brutal violence, Brody finally reaches his breaking point. As Brody begins to heal and opens his heart to the charming, relentlessly funny Mike Parker, Cameron is forced to confront the devastating consequences of his cowardice. With raw apologies, public reckonings, and unexpected new feelings emerging, both boys must navigate the messy journey of letting go, self-acceptance, and becoming better versions of themselves. A heartbreaking yet hopeful story about first love, toxic secrets, the courage to come out, and the power of choosing yourself.

English is not my first language so excuse me for spelling or grammar mistakes The Storie: Zach is the french boy that perfects every little thing about himself. He is well educated, never steps out of line, is the top of his school and never NEVER breaks ANY ruls but then he met Danny. Danny has never cared what other people said about him. Not his friends, not his family. He tried at school but never seemed to get passed a D. So even though he never wanted to do anything to do with a boring motherfucker. He asked for help. Him for help. But he didnt realise that he will be the hardest drug he'd ever take and the only one he will want for the rest of his life.

☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★ They never knew they were made for each other, two souls carved from the same ache, stitched together by the universe itself. But they never worked out, because every unanswered fear, every insecurity, every quiet hatred they held toward themselves slowly pulled them apart long before they ever touched. They didn't see how both of them lived behind masks, trembling beneath old wounds and hidden scars, too afraid that if they were truly seen, they would be loved a little less. How could she save him from falling when she was already shattered at the bottom of the cliff? How could he pull her from the water when he was sinking with lungs full of his own storms? Maybe the stars had aligned for them to meet, just not to stay. Because even destiny knows, two broken hearts can find each other, but sometimes they cannot hold on. Who could they blame? After all, the fault was in their stars. After all, it was written in the stars, unchangeable, unforgiving. Perphaps, the stars aligned to make their paths cross, but never to let their hearts stay.・゜゜・

a collection of random larry one-shots I think up

10 year old Sakina finds herself and her brothers left behind at her Aunts small home after her mother and grandmother get into a huge squabble. Not only that, her mother and father have been facing marital issues too, which leads her and her siblings to get caught up in messy familial drama. Its a new neighborhood and aside from her two cousins she's unfamiliar with everyone else. So she tries to navigate this new life where she wants to fit in and make new friends. But a long the way she encounters struggle after struggle that will soon shape her into becoming Saki.

I walked past him in the hallways. As soon as he saw me he immediately looked the other way and his smile disappeared. I ducked my head, trying to focus myself on walking to my next class instead of on his flawless face. Science. I thought to myself, pushing past the crowded hallway. As I entered the room, my best friend Cierra turned her attention to me. "San!!" she shouted across the tiny classroom. "Hey" I said grimly, faking a smile and walking past her to grab my notebook off the shelf. "What's wrong San?" she said as I pushed past everyone heading to my seat at the back of the room. "What do you mean? I'm perfectly fine." "Okay class..." the teacher interrupted. "Everybody head to your seats so we can begin class." the teacher gave Cierra the 'death glare' until she returned to her seat.

A collection of poems I write at 3 am when emotions become to heavy to cotain

Ratchet misses Omega Supreme

A collection of moments, memories, and flashbacks from a childhood lived in fear and uncertainty. It is the path I have had to travel down to discover why I am the way I am, and how to recover from my past. This book is essentially the events that changed me into the person that I am today. Although this is a work of nonfiction, names have been changed to protect the innocent.

Not very descriptive.....I don't know what. Basics: Merlin is found by the rogues and is very much not okay. He doesn't understand them and vise versa until he does. They want to keep him because, well, why don't you read all about it? Disclaimer for whole story: I don't own Merlin bbc or DC universe at all. They belong to their own creators. Also don't own the art stuff.

These are just random poems I'll be making to help me cope with my issues and maybe you with yours.

Emotions are strange things. Made of chemical reactions in the brain, they dictate over almost all our actions rather than logic. I do not understand this. People say I'm smart, but not that wise when I say this. People say I should also try to figure these finicky emotions out myself. Thus, the purpose of this journal. I hope that this creates some sort of understanding between my emotions and myself. Signed, Me

This is a story about a girl whose life took a turn for the worst the very day she became self-conscious and an adolescent. A girl who was once carefree and happy, regardless of things going on around her became a girl whose entire mood depended on what people say about her appearance and what the mirror shows her. In her quest to fit society's beauty standards, she lost herself and did extreme things to feel comfortable in her own body.

|Wattpad featured| Obsolete follows the story of a girl who has painted an image of self hideousness in her mind. It follows the take of a girl who became her own villain. This is a story that tries to reach out to all those who look in the mirror and frown at themselves. ©2021, AOFunke.

A story about self-hate

Hope was never the girl people chose first. Growing up, she carried the weight of body shaming, insecurity, loneliness, and silent heartbreak. Behind messy buns, masks, fake smiles, and late-night tears, she slowly started losing herself while trying to become someone "good enough" for the world around her. When high school brings crushes, betrayal, bullying, and pressure, Hope learns how painful it feels to exist in a body and mind she hates. But despite everything trying to break her, she keeps fighting quietly for her future, her dreams, and maybe... for herself. Now entering college, Hope thinks this could finally be her new beginning. Until she realizes that some people from the past are impossible to escape. Especially M. A heartbreaking teen fiction story about pain, self-hatred, healing, friendship, and the long journey toward self-love. BASED ON TRUE STORY

Slam poem about myself