Selfsabotage cerita

Isaac Garcia ⋆｡♡˚ mlwtwb - season 1 ━━━━━━━━⊱♡⊰━━━━━━━━ ✧˚ ༘ When two best friends who claim to hate each other begin to feel something more after all the flirting. A feeling they hadn't felt for each other since they were six. Will their Marriage Vows stay true as they trek through the hurricane season of teenage hormones. ✧˚ ༘ 🦢 ━━━━━━━━⊱♡⊰━━━━━━━━ Isaac Garcia x Oc

~+*In which...Brielle Savannah Cole grew up with the triplets her entire life, though shes always seen them as brothers. But once she moves to LA... everything becomes different.... "i hate that i cant not love you...your all i ever think about." "Thats not protecting yourself... thats self sabotage."

I'm sad and a little psychotic and these are the poems I write to keep me from Death's eternal abyss

So.... Sometimes.... we tend to pull ourselves in the opposite direction.... We tell ourselves our goals/dreams.... yet we do things that take us away from reaching those goals/dreams!

No Cap

Cliches are dumb. Until they're not.

My first short story.

short poem about self deprivation

"Fuck I wish I could go back on time and love you the right way before I lost you" In "Echoes of Us," delve into the intimate world of Liya Amrani as she pours her heart out in her personal journal. Liya, a spirited young woman, shares the tumultuous journey of her whirlwind romance with Oliver Wei. As she navigates the complexities of their budding relationship, Liya's past scars from toxic relationships threaten to tear them apart. Through Liya's candid reflections, readers witness the challenges of cultural and religious differences that add another layer of complexity to their love story. Despite their growing affection, Liya grapples with Oliver's doubts about their future together, compelling her to fight desperately to win him back. "Echoes of Us" offers a raw and poignant portrayal of love and redemption, where the echoes of past mistakes reverberate through Liya's struggles. Can Liya overcome her own demons and bridge the gap between them, or will their love remain lost in the echoes of what could have been?

what is self sabotage

Some will envy the bird inside the golden cage, but the bird envy those whom still choose to fly despite their wounded body.

Can love help someone to know her ownself?

Maeve doesn't believe in things that last. Not love, not safety and certainly not the kind of connection that feels too good to be true. Lucien does. He's never had to question it. Never had to doubt that if you love someone, you stay. But loving Maeve isn't that simple. He's steady where she's not, certain where she's breaking. And no matter how many times she pulls away, he keeps chasing her, even when she gives him every reason not to. Maeve isn't like anyone he's ever known. The more he tries to understand her, the clearer it becomes. She isn't just afraid of loosing him. She's afraid of what happens if she doesn't. When walking away feels safer than being known would you stay?

A story about the devastating silence that follows a love built on years of secrets. Trisha had loved him from the first day, keeping her devotion sealed away in notebooks for an entire year. She was certain he would never be hers-until he confessed first. Shocked, relieved, and finally vulnerable, she showed him the pages of her heart. In that single, perfect moment, his response was a shy, blushing "oww." Just hours later, he vanished. His sudden, crippling fear of commitment forces him to run from the love he initiated, dismissing his feelings as not love, just feelings. To save him from the guilt of what he destroyed, Trisha forces a flawless smile and a terrifying lie she pretends she is fine. But his inevitable neglect and inconsistent effort push her back into the cold, guarded life she fought so hard to leave behind. She is strong, but she is alone-left with the eternal, devastating question: When you finally get everything you ever wanted, why do you run from it? And can a heart truly be unbreakable if it's permanently sealed? This is a deep dive into self-sabotage, hidden anxiety, and the heartbreaking silence between two people who chose fear over everything.

A collection of memories before and after the choice that cost me the love of my life. Each poem is paired with a carefully chosen song that is representative some aspect of the situation. The before is out of order, and was originally intended to be a gift for my ex-lover; the after is a chronological telling of my journey through grieving and trying to move on toward find my way in life. New releases drop every Monday and Friday. Grab your favorite drink to sip as you read and above all else please, enjoy.

"If you fail to plan, you plan to fail" . . . . . What happens when a psychology student is compelled to play cupid at the insistence of NYU's star hockey player-only, the target is her own best friend? Will this venture end in a love that aches with beauty, or will it leave a bitter taste lingering on the tongue, a reminder of a romance that should never have been?

A prose poem created merely to express myself addressing my own issues, and maybe give someone something they can relate to. P.S. Don't steal my shit!!

Two people who only know how to hurt, until silence says more than their mouths ever could. When a drunken night pulls old scars to the surface, one lashes out in desperation, demanding closeness from the one person he fears losing..while the other, cold and quiet, becomes a mirror he can't read anymore. Through twisted words and clumsy touches, a bitter truth slips out, not just about what they mean to each other, but how much of themselves they've hidden behind pride and pain. A slow unraveling of trauma, longing, and miscommunication, until the silence breaks them both. It's time to let go.

Girl meets guy. How do they navigate the strong emotions that pull them together? Girl wants to be loved, but cannot let go of her past; if the one man that should love her as his, can't, who can?

Enemies to lovers self sabotage wenclair im 13 this is my first fan fic English is not my first language and im dyslexic so sorry if its really bad