Trainwreck Stories

What happens when winning is guarantied? Do you no longer fight? Or do you continue to until you find yourself a challenge? To be frank, you don't know. All you know is that this place is your last hurrah and you are going to enjoy it every step of the way.

Dedicated to my ex- fiance, who got back with his 5 year old sons mother less than four days after telling me how bad he wants to fuck me.

Rebirth is about a human that is sick of her life of the past 25 years and she is honestly done. Her thoughts: fuck everything, people, system, country, culture. She done y'all. She hates her life, how she has been living her life for the past 25 years and this revelation just dawns upon her. Tomorrow is a new day, and she wants to make choices that make her feel fuckin' alive, her heart beating and none of these people-pleasing-holding-back-and-feAR shit - just her and her brand new choices. Y'all. Rebirth.

True ghost story about a ghost train. No copyright intended.

In which a girl makes mistakes and brings destruction and a boy cannot help but want to get closer. "Here she is, an ethereal vision clad in an old t-shirt and studded shorts, smelling of fresh hair dye and stale alcohol. I suppose even train wrecks need company."

When humanity faced an endless winter they rely on trains to travel around continents but in their new apocalyptic state they must face a deadly virus called "Frostbite"it made the people desperate to live they begin attack others to find supplies in order to be far away from the disease. NOTE: This story was heavily influenced by the game Frostpunk and The Metro Series.

Think of this almost like a dairy. Its a place for my thoughts to be free, Maybe a poem will appear. maybe its one line that is speaking to me, They could be perfectly edited or full of errors just what my mind needs to share with the world even if it is a just the void. Sometimes the ramblings come to me while I try to write my other book sometimes its as i go through out my day. All i can say is laugh at my humor cry at my pain welcome to my brain.

When a FBI agent life is on thin ice the grey-Sloan team races to help save a life. But when two geniuses meet they are inseparable

This is not poetry I love you I love him I love her I love them. These words are never said by fools.... Will you be the love of my life? I don't know but I hope we'll always define forever. Like I said before... This is not poetry.

Ever since the death of her friend, Corey Darison's sleep schedule had been getting worse by the night. The same dream again and again, the same trauma being relived every time she closed her eyes. But these were no mere night terrors. A sign. A calling to something bigger than herself. The stress, the fear, the responsibility... can she take it?

preferences of Bill Hader 😏 feel free to comment requests thank you for 1k reads!!! edit: BAHAHA THESE ARE SO EMBARRASSING 🙈

Kiara, the popular trainwreck, causes trouble everywhere she goes.

New youth pastor Jace Vitort is just taking over Britany Youth Church and is determined to be great at it. After all, he's the perfect Christian dude. All is going well until he starts developing feelings for the drummer of his band and fellow male pastor, Dr. Jace is trying to deal with his feelings for Dr when another pastor, Micheal catches feelings for Jace. Between his new job, two pastors fighting over him, dealing with THE Jace Vitort Fanclub and figuring out his sexuality, he has a lot on his plate. (It gets worse when multiple street fights happen) Will Jace decide who he loves? Will his Fanclub doxx him? Will his hair EVER grow out again? Who knows! Read to find out 😉 Deadass this is just a fun thing I'm doing for my friends. Sry if it's shitty. All people are purely fictional and for legal reasons if anything is similar to a real person it's a coincidence.

Just a train of thought whose tracks are crisscrossing this sleep deprived mind. No matter the success or failure of this conglomerate writing and grammar nightmare, maybe, just maybe its enough to inspire another's eclectic mind.

Two wrong people, in the wrong place, at the wrong time. This is the story from the man's point of view. But in the second chapter, the woman gives her version of events.