Historias de Venting

ɴᴏᴛᴇꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ʟɪꜰᴇ this is just an archive/diary of the author because even the worst ideas need to rot somewhere. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

Fuck life.

for the ones that were told they were either "too much" or "not enough" for someone to stay. a collection of short and long poems and occasional updates. "Sorrys are just something you say to avoid doing anything different or better." - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐄𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬, Sunyi Dean ‼️𝐓𝐖‼️ contains hard topics including a mention of SA & SH. Amongst other things. I am a poet I write what I think. I write what I love, hate, and everything in between. I am weakest in my writing if you don't enjoy it that is not my problem. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 | 1/1/23 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 | 4th in poetry 6th in poetrycollection 10th in suicideprevention 1st in vending 5th in poem 7th in shortpoem 4th in venting 3rd in rants .♡︎.

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"I wish I were a kid again..." "I wish I had the courage." "I wish it wasn't like this." "I guess even Monsters need their days off." "Then I understood." || Just little stories I think of. No upload schedule, just whenever I get Inspo. I think of this book as a little diary for myself, and I hope that some of the things said in this book don't relate to you.

My boi Remus deserves so much love and appreciation and I'm here to give it to him. This will be a bunch of one shots (angst, fluff and occasional smut), all about Remus. It will probably mostly be Intrulogical and Intruality because they're adorable. I can take requests. Updates will be random as this is just something I do in my free time. I obviously do not own any of these characters. They belong solely to Thomas Sanders.

I decided to write another story about my Stardew valley farmer, Willow. (NamedAfterMyself.Don'tJudgeMe.That'showINameAllMyCharactersInVideoGamesIPlay, BecauseI'mLazy,AndCan'tThinkOfGoodNames.) The previous one I wrote (Life on Sandy farm) was... Ok? I guess? But I had other Ideas, since my farmer (like myself) has changed a lot since the last story they were in. So, in short... Same character (with some slight changes), still... Interested in the same dude that they were last time... (Call my farmer a simp all you want. I've kinda just accepted that at this point.) Different, farm (Wilderness farm), different story. Also, heart events in this story don't really depend on how much friendship the main character has with other people, because that would take too much time to figure out, and I might occasionally just wanna toss random heart events in for the heck of it, to keep the story going... Great, right? Also, this story is kinda used as a... Fun way to vent about stuff, without actually saying what any of that stuff is. Some stuff may be me venting, while other stuff could be just put in there just for the sake of drama. And y'all will never know what is what. Ain't that lovely? I mostly just wrote this when I was bored, and had nothing better to do. Is it good? I doubt it. Do I know where the story is even going as I write it? No, but honestly idc. I'm just winging it. I just figured I'd post it since I had nothing better to post at the time. Okay, let's get this story started!

Bleh bleh bleh bleh bien. book of random stuff. Welcome. Be prepared for absolute randomness. RANTS ALERT. But srsly, don't die, I don't want to pay for your treatment. Not that I will anyway. And remember, I love you from my head tomatoes. I dare you to follow @shibaeinu and read their random book I dare you

idk some stupid vents bc i cant post them anywhere else but here ill add tws if needed

I can't , I cannot, I just cannot finish any stories. Hopefully with a never-ending one I actually will

This isn't an actual story btw. This is a book I will vent in, show my art, behind the scenes of my books, etc.

Yet another book of epic art because the other one is full. I'll also throw in memes from time to time along with pictures of my dogs, news, announcements, and other randomness.

Okay, just me venting or rambling about stuff and life and friends and other random things.

Being a cross-dresser had its flaws, Yuki would know. There were many times when he was confused as a girl, and many more as a girlfriend, which did become frustrating at times. He'd always become anxious whenever the cross-dressing was brought up between strangers. Most of them understood, but he could still remember those disgusted faces when he told them, and the insults that came after. They hurt him, deep. But he's been telling himself that he was old enough to take on those insults, and that it made him weak to cry in front of strangers he didn't know. Or worse, people he did know.

Stuff about my daily life, and stuff about me, quite random

I have no motivation and stuff happens sooo

Poems About Sorrow and Romance

Awful grammer and pretty much a rip off of Robert Frost's poem. with a twist, but still. I know it sucks and stuff, but I just needed an outlet. some stuff just happened and I relapsed so I decided to write about it for some reason. so yea.

you can vent here. you won't be judged. you're safe. just respect others and their problems too. i want you to be okay.