histórias de Thinkaboutit

A Prologue, by The Doctor In this book, you will find an adventure. But I have to admit, it isn't mine. Not anymore. It is my TARDIS, and my fault that that she got caught in all this, but the story is Irene's. When I met Irene, she was sharp witted and rather broken. She cut with her jagged edges, and her mouth had few filters. She reminded me of someone who travelled with me long ago, who turned into a textbook villain. So I watched Irene grow; but instead of growing into evil, she grew into good. The problem is, tumors grow at about the same speed. Cancer wanted her as much as the rest of the world did. Still, she held nothing back. She wrapped me in kindness, and I wrapped her in a cold and endless war. But she's a warrior. So here I sit, on a hospital chair, writing a prologue for a story that has already happened because a girl from small-town Arizona asked me to. Irene is asleep. I wonder if she'll ever wake up. -The Doctor

As it sounds, this is a collection of short stories that I'm writing. I honestly don't know why I'm writing short stories (I've never really done this before, so...) but I wrote one, and I kinda wanna write another, and I don't want to horde them to myself because I like people reading stuff I write (which kinda goes against my personality [I'm kinda shy] when it comes to people seeing/hearing stuff I've done but writing makes me feel more confident [along with band] so yeah) and... yeah. If you guys enjoy these then yay! If you don't then... please, don't torture yourself. I just want people to be happy... And... I think I'm done rambling now. Thanks for being interested and enjoy whatever stories are here!

my thoughts

Well, from the name of the book. I think you already know. This book is a full of riddles. ENJOY, SWEETIES!!! +++ I don't own any of them! Sorry for the spoilers, of the answers, in the comments.

What is philosophy? Philosophy: the love of wisdom, the contemplative path toward cleansing oneself of the conceptual framework that is the ego Basically, it contemplates the unanswerable

This is all for you, if you don't find it interesting please don't hate. Hope you enjoy it :)

A vision that created the world liveable

You wake up to darkness and you have no memory of yourself. What will you do?

I'm here to bring you extra support, love, and happiness while you take on this thing called life.

The last words of a prisoner, doomed to death.It's an envelope to his most beloved person-his wife.He's thinkig about the point of living, not that much of the death.It's my first job here, so please tell me what do you think of it when you read it, and eventually if you like it please vote it up, so that way you're inspiring me to continue and I see you like what I'm doing!Thanks!

She was heading home, later than normal due to work. She had never imagined what it would cause. Can one death repay another? She can still hear the screams. What stains cannot be washed away? DO NOT COPYWRITE.

The metaphor of a plane being compared to the mind crashing at some point and various thoughts and demons can strike the plane down. Can we really walk away from a incident this big?

random thoughts

The thoughts and voices that have been silenced for too long. Short stories and fragments. Sprinkled with some poetry and a lot of metaphors. For those who are wondering if they are alone. This is here to reassure you that there are others out there who understand. Written by a messy and confused soul for whoever wants to listen.

This is a short book for my very random peoms.It won't be too poetic with all the mellow vibes. Just pouring out my rythmic thoughts. Give it a read.

Just something to make you think... If you have any interesting ideas or heard any crazy beliefs message me and I'll put your name here

Self Love

A quick philosophy essay about school. Think darling. Think.