Sickening Stories

There's no describtion of the feeling that I feel. Is it a feeling if it's empty? Am I feeling nothing at all? Nothing, an emotion that is somehow less considered as an emotion but still is one that makes us wonder what it would be like to feel what others feel.

A love story na sa sobrang saya Wala ka Ng pakialam sa mga darating na araw gusto mo lang yong mga panahon na Kasama mo sya gusto mong gawin lahat

...A deep exploration into the demented mind of a girl, left alone in the cruel world of reality in the 1900s.

In a cold, dark universe ravaged by war... life awakens. But innocence is twisted into a grotesque, merciless force-a monster bred to devour its enemies. He was forged for battle, hardwired for violence, and taught only cruelty. Yet in the shadows of his war-torn world, a fragile, young being may hold the power to awaken something he never knew he could be: gentle, caring and loved. Can a monster bred for blood learn to protect rather than destroy-or is he destined to remain a weapon, lost to the darkness forever?

A Poem about a real sick piece of shit individual who found enjoyment while committing acts of rape and child molestation... A repeat offender who kept getting slapped on the wrist.. This is a excessive overdramatization of what would've been a just scenario regarding his death... He did in fact die a few years ago but it wasn't fitting of his character... The contents of this poem, are fitting of his character...

"They say when you dream, you're more likely to forget them the moment you wake up. But I remember mine most of the time. And whenever I wake up, I always have to check if I'm still here. I won't be surprised if one of these nightmares will finally cut me off the waking world someday." A/N: First and foremost, this isn't for the weak of heart. In here contains gruesome passages, unpleasant stories, inappropriate words and might ended up triggering or even inflict traumas. Be advised. This is about the horrific dreams I've had that wakes me up in the middle of the night. Sickening dreams I wish I could just forget. Treat this like a diary entry but with nightmares. Enjoy!

An adorable sickfic sure to warm your heart!

May be too intense for young viewers about someone being kidnapped and tortured

Will and Mike got into a heated argument leading to a breakup that drove Mike into a genuine insanity that he felt nobody would understand

TRIGGER WARNING! May be disgusting and disturbing to some! READ AT OWN RISK! Short horror story, quick read.

I'm not english so please excuse my grammar and vocab..

A short story with a lick of the harsh reality of the world are you willing to dive in? Author - Sado Syn. Artwork by - APPLE BOY.

Sickening. That's how they live their afterlives. In an insane, twisted and vile manner. We killed him. The one who did this to us. I thought it was over, but they... they changed. From the friendly faces I once knew, emerged monsters. Can I blame them? No. Not at all. It doesn't change who they are. But beyond those acts.. it... it's still them. Their hearts just rusted, time claiming their insides, and their wonderful selves. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Foxy, the pirate fox, now the only semblence of humanity left in this damned place, sits in his cove. fabric moldy, curves basically engraved into the curtain, each of them telling their own tale through the journey that is afterlife. How they progressed after their lives were claimed by a maniac. They say after death you see darkness, but Foxy didn't expect that kind of darkness. One corrupting your soul, blooming flowers of hate at each passing moment. Escape is not an option. Go out into the public and you'll get rewarded with containment and experiments. Golden Freddy's words, no one questions them given how pissed he was that day. That corruption in his soul now spread to his body, sending agonising reminders at every step taken. Then there is the other way of escape... but death is long overdue. Finding inner peace is impossible, since you feel EVERY SINGLE THING whilst deactivated... or dismanteled... you name it, you'll still feel everything. The only escape Foxy had, was walking through the forest at night. No people, no problem. Staring at the nights sky, looking at how peaceful everything looked was that tiny puzzle piece foxy wanted in his life. True peace will never come, but hey, no matter how dark it gets, the sun will always rise. Little did he know that he would be the one to rise to the ocasion, and save someone who was never supposed to see the sins of humanity. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Art by Myinsanebestfriend on deviantart, placeholder till I draw my own cover ;w;)

Peado

This is a collection of poems that I have written over the years as I have experienced life. It talks about my learning disorder, my grandmother's illness, relations I've had with others, and how we all fall down the rabbit hole. Maybe you can relate?

A young teenager named Portia was forced back to her old house after choosing to be in a boarding school to get away from her family problems, she was unfortunately brought back to her home. Her parents had passed away when she was only four years old, and ever since.. her grandmother and her twin daughters had been living there together. However, they have been keeping a huge secret that nobody can know. She writes in her journal about what's happening..

A book of dark poetry that is sure to make you want to check over your shoulder.

A sad lonely/happy lovey poem world