Sleeplessness Stories

Just a really small story I was given as a challenge from my English teacher to only write with exactly 100 words. This story was written from personal experience. Enjoy.

This'll be a collection of Loki One-shots that I write whenever something comes to my mind, so definitely not regularly. The stories aren't really connected even if some may have similarities etc. ~I don't own the song I quoted in the first one-shot nor do I own any of the characters mentioned (except for the Lyrical I obviously, but yeah)~ (Also an Info about the first chapter: I know that the Movie-Loki/Tom Hiddleston doesn't have green eyes, but Comic-Loki does as far as I know and the song just reminded me of him.) I refer to Loki mainly as he/him or they/them, since they're genderfluid in the comics, but maybe there'll also be some stories where I'll refer to them as she/her or all (throughout the story changing) pronouns.

whenever i feel like there are too many thoughts in my head, i try to write them down and make sense of them. this is them, i guess

Each night I lay in pain and try to sleep but no matter how I try... my eyes just bleed these tears of mine.

Note: The chapters are Very Short. Ohh and This is a short story. Consists of 10 Chapters. In order for me to write a second book with longer Chapters and all that, I Need inspiration from this Book. I wrote this Book to Find closure. This is the only thing that really helped me to move on. So please don't judge me or any of that. This book is about a boy who turned my World Upside down. A Boy whom I'd do literally anything for. A Boy whom I'd go an extra mile for without complementing. This Book is about a boy who Made me feel special once and Made me feel like Nothing the next minute. I was hurt. I was damaged. I was broken. I cried myself to sleep. I thought I could never stop loving him. So writing this Book Really helped me find closure.

{Patrick Stump} "So why are you roaming the streets at three in the morning, if you don't mind me asking?" "Oh, same reason as you I suppose. Unable to sleep. But I guess the causes of our sleeplessness are probably different, aren't they?" Patrick Stump, lead singer of Fall Out Boy, was known for many things. His soul voice, his height (well, actually, his lack thereof), and his ability to go from a yellow-eyed demon to an adorable little cinnamon roll, just to name a few. But there were many things about him that people didn't know. Namely, his heartbreak. Of course, people knew of his split with Elisa, but they didn't know how even after three years, he was still staying up into the early hours of the morning, writing down lyrics. Lyrics that could hopefully help him take the heartache away, lyrics that he would eventually ditch when they only made the heartache worse. In desperation, he decided to do away with his personal ban on using alcohol to cope. As he walked to the nearest liquor store, he found a woman wandering around, and he couldn't help but wonder what she was doing walking around at that hour in the morning. He began to talk to her, and soon he realized that this woman was as heartbroken as he was, maybe even more so. As they walked together at three in the morning, she began to reveal how broken she really was, and soon, Patrick vowed to help her put her heart back together. Little did he know that by doing just that, he might just be able to fix his own heart in the process.

Right now...

"You're a freak,Shawn,you just assume things" **TRIGGER WARNING**

Tossing and turning, unable to get to sleep, tormented by dreams of an impossible romance...we've all been there. Lonely Hearts, this one's for you...(sorry, always wanted to say that =3)

A poem about a nightly visitor.

December 12 BLEATING FORMALITY Stupidity stalks me when I am tired, hijacking my mouth.  I can put this off to pilot error or interruption of service on my neurologic pipeline, but truly I have been captured by senseless, irrational muttonness.  I would love to say it was pigheadedness but, alas, I am not self-determined, I am a sheep.  I open my lips and out pours the same plaintive cry as the surrounding herd.  In addition, once begun, the wail is unending; it’s as if the bellows works on its own carrying a tune which blends with the entire wool-coated world.  I shift and run with my position according to the movements at large.  I am following the reactionary breed, dropping the specifics of my personality as one of the crowd; my brain is switched off and a quick veneer grows over my eyes.  I can’t see, think, or speak for myself and yet it doesn’t occur to me to hit the hay.  When as a petulant three year old I do fall to sleep in my tracks, I wake as myself with many bleating apologies to be made. Put morbidity on a leash and never walk it alone. * Peter and I This flight is not filled with the giggling cherubs of my westerly flight, but among the solemn children on this flight is Peter, the oldest of four, who is reading Tolkien and marking his place with a two page wish list. Christmas is coming and Peter seems confident.   I wonder if we are what we read and ponder if I am what I write. Poetry, stories, novels, declarations, it all feels like arms and legs, things I cannot move right without.   I live better when they are out and free. I am free too, when they live on their own and I am not their soul residence.   I have to rededicate myself to the work entrusted to me for so much living depend upon it.   Vlog:  http://youtu.be/pIxhPgXDifU   You are reading selections from Sober on the Way to Sane and More Lines From My Life by Sherrie Theriault

Madison Wright is a carefree party animal that everyone loves. She's the life of the party, but no one knows what she wants the most. "I just want someone to hold me and help me fall asleep" Jordan Carter's uptight and definitely not the life of the party. He just wants to get through university smoothly, but an encounter with Madison changes his plans entirely. "I feel like I'm the only one who cares about her wellbeing." She needs someone's body heat to help her sleep and he's the only one willing to do anything to help others. And so a deal was made. ****** credit to the awesome person who made this cover: gruhmpy (check out her books yo, they're lit)

Arav & Idika Fall in Love with each other despite being totally different. Arav Fails to express and Idika understands. Idika is the only best thing that happened to Arav's lonely life. . Read This beautiful feeling of Love with Arav & Idika who stand out of Crowd as a couple & Win there love. . . . PS- Please Like, Comment and Share. You can give your suggestions as to how the story could be changed from your suggestions. . ***I Follow those who follow u

My gentle thought for special her. It all belongs to you.