Therealme Stories

Why I Hate Niggas isn't really about hate it's about heartbreak, disappointment, growth, and learning hard lessons the long way. Through honest stories, late-night thoughts, and moments that many people can relate to, this book explores what it's like to care deeply for people who don't always meet you with the same energy. From mixed signals and broken promises to realizing your worth, each chapter uncovers another lesson about love, trust, communication, and letting go. Raw, funny, emotional, and unapologetically real, this isn't a book meant to bash every man. It's a reflection of experiences that changed the way I see relationships and the strength I found while putting myself back together. If you've ever questioned someone's intentions, stayed longer than you should have, or learned that love alone isn't enough, this story might feel a little too familiar.

Basically just how I feel when I feel suicidal and stuff..

In this story you will be following a diary written by a girl with a normal life. She writes about the thoughts that swirl around her head that she just really needs to get out. In this story you really get to experience what goes on in the mind of a teenager. This girl expresses her feelings about the world and gives you an inside view of her own life.

UNDER NO CERAMSTACES IS THIS WORK OF WRITING TO BE COPIED OR DISTRIBUTED WITHOUT THE AUTHOR'S PERMISSION! THIS WORK OF WRITING IS COPYRIGHTED! I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE ART I FOUND IT ON GOOGLE SO CREDIT FOR THE COVER ART GOES TO THE RIGHTFUL OWNER! This is a short story that I wrote at a time in my life that was very dark. This story is mostly based off of that time in my life. (and some of it is still going on) Please enjoy!

When I grow up, I wanna be like...

waste your time getting to know me bcuz i wasted my time writing this

#1 in hashtag "the real me" on Nov 13, 2018. Thank you❤️ I am one pretty messed up human being. And as a messed up person, it can be hard to love yourself. This is a poetic representation of that, kind of like my journey towards knowing who I am, finding myself and being okay (or more than okay) with who I am.

These are going to be my journal entries for 2016. I'm sorry they're all over the place but feel free to comment. Thanks Diary girl

The letters I sent to no one spoke of my pain and anxiety. These letters no one has read spoke of the misery and fear place insise me. my heart where no one could see, my scars are at the aftermath of the wars i win. The letters ive sent to no one lay here in an unopen box they I've lost the key to. Words unspoken refused to be read, my eyes only have seen this pain. What would they say it they knew just how much it hurts me. These so much pain I don't know how to not notice it.

This is me. Not a lot of people know who I really am. I'm a little different compared to all the other kids. Some might say that I am unknown. I've been the odd one out all my life but once you get to know me, I'm a different person. No one really knows that side of me, the real me. I'm here to tell you who I am and how I plan on not giving up. No copyright infringement intended. Purely for entertainment purposes only

In my life.. I've been living according to what other people want. Scare to face my problems, and care too much about what people thinks about me! But that is over now. I won't let them break me down because this is Who I am! And no one is going to change that.

These are random poems , what was on mind , that's in the poem The images used in the book are not mine , I took those from the internet

My poetry works. More real than any story I'll ever write

I'm telling my story on what happened 8 years ago, to little me. It's all real, none of this is fake. I'm okay with telling my story... It's okay to laugh or complain or just feel pity. I don't need it but I appreciate it! Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy it! P.S., There will be more parts but let's just start with the beginning...

Where I rant, share my thoughts, give announcements, share stories, tell you a few of my daily routines, DIYs I use really often, and other stuff like that. ( The girl in the picture is not me)

Hey there! these are a few poems I've written. Enjoy!

(TW)- depression, anxiety, physical abuse, emotional/mental abuse, mention of suicide {lowercase intended} nobody knows what i go through when they leave or what im thinking when i blank out and stop smiling. that's the real me. the real me isn't the person that everybody else sees. the person everybody else sees is a façade. this book captures the real me. the person who goes through things like depressions and physical/emotional abuse almost everyday. façade- a false appearance that makes someone or something seem more pleasant or better than they really are.

Frankly, I started this not completely knowing what it was or what it would lead to. But I'm publishing it anyway. This is not like your other typical story. It doesn't fit into any genre but is rather a personal account of my days as a 15-year-old living in New York City. My life has not been easy. From one father to the next, from a multitude to a lack of friends, to me right now. I decided to write about it for anyone willing to read. So sit back, relax, and get ready to read my story.