Unhappy Stories

When Kokushibo chooses one of his friends over Muzan's threat, Muzan has a breakdown, and not being able to handle it, hurts himself. This outburst makes Muzan and Kokushibo go on a break until the 13th of August. But as you know, some breaks don't end cleanly. Contains: SHarm Swearing Angst Oke, goodluck, ya'll! (Btw these are irl experiences lol-)

Thoughts, feelings, mistakes, heartbreaks, love, a journey to discovery....

This is a realistic horror story about a high schooler in a futuristic environment, and he tries to live normally but it seems all that happens goes wrong in the worst way possible. (Its not done yet, however I am publishing it because ts is gonna take a while if im gonna get to my goal of 100 or more pages or something idk)

Just nothing

This is for the girls who have the tendency to stay up all night listening to music that reminds of their current situation. Who hide their fears, hurt, pain, and tears under their smiles and laughs all on a daily basis. The girls who wear their hearts on their sleeve. The girls who pray things will workout just once and they'll be satisfied. The girls who scream and cry into their pillows because the rest of the world fails to listen. The girls who have it hard but don't let anyone know that. The girls who may never have it easy. The girls who have so many secrets but would never tell a soul. The girls who have regrets and mistakes as a daily moral. The girls who don't always win, who may never win. The girls who stay up all night thinking about that one boy wondering if he'll ever notice her. The girls who get what they get and don't throw a fit. The girls who take life as it comes, hoping it'll get easier somewhere down the road. The girls who love with all their hearts but always get broken. This is for the real girls, like me.

Well my name is ............... and i've been finding my real friends but sad to say I cant find one So ive started my journey bout a week ago It was a ......... . . . Read it i promise that you will like this!! . . Blah blah blah just read my story .-.

Twin brother and sister were rich before their parents disappeared when they were thirteen. The brother made his sister to tell no one about their parents because,them only being thirteen would be put up for adoption and be separated. So after a year of hiding the truth they loose their house and become homeless. They told everyone they were moving away to their parents house in Alaska but they hide in the trash under a bridge with other homeless people. The sister, Whitney, starts bringing in more money her brother becomes suspicious on where she gets all the money. The brother, Connor, gets a time job as a waiter in a diner across from where Whitney works. *I'm really bad at descriptions*

True story. My story.

FAILURE. HEARTACHE. SADNESS. RANDOM "Mga tulang mapanakit para sa mga taong may lihim na hinanakit"

Here's some poetry to pass the time. It's vent poetry, sometimes I enter a trance and this is one way that I escape. It's not pretty, it's not kind and bubbly and happy. These are from the pit of my being. I'm not suicidal and I don't mutilate myself regardless of any indicators in these poems. This is how I truely feel. Why not finally tell the world?

Just a poem that popped into my head earlier tonight when it went to a dark place. I think many can relate... This is the first poem that I have written in years, please let me know what you think in the comments. My poems are usually much longer, so this was quite a fast and short one to write

It feels like everywhere I go, sadness follows me.

Parang awa nyo po, HINDI PO ITO HORROR.

Me enamore de ti, te deje entrar en lo más profundo de mi ser aun sabiendo que no serias mía. Mil oportunidades tuve para decirte lo que sentía y ahora, no te volveré a ver.

After a gruelling 15 years under a microscope, following the rules, Susie has discovered that not everything is as it seems. Can she find solace in a place destined to keep people apart?

"sitting and shedding tears in this darkness, I really miss my happy myself"

Scrabble. It's not a dangerous board game. Or is it? Follow a weary wife's perspective during a deadly game of scrabble. **** This is a spin-off of Charlie Fish's "Death By Scrabble".