Истории Youtellme

Suddenly... I can no longer breathe I can see But can't see it Regardless of sight The presence It is still there And although I can't see it I feel like I don't know What to do How to feel What it is... But I know...

"A Tiny Feast" is for those who love fairy folk. In this story, a toddler is exchanged for a hobgoblin, but the tiny child has a very serious illness. Does everything go wrong. #big-twist ? Read and go on an adventure, one that may bring you tears and the feels. Enjoy a piece worth reading :)

short story? idk I just felt like I needed to write something and make it your problem.

A collection of thoughts and feelings, collected from all over by the night sky and brought to you, the reader. *I would like to state that this book is open for requests. I want a side project to do where I don't feel pressured to write something specific and where I won't get writers block. I'm hoping it will spark inspiration for my two other books that are on my profile. If you want to request a chapter please know, I won't judge you for your request. To request simply DM me on here and I'll try to reply and get a chapter up for you. If you request give me a simple starting point a question you have for life, others or maybe yourself...maybe for no one it really doesn't matter. Each chapter I write that hasn't been requested but I have instead just wrote depending on how I felt that day doesn't have a specific meaning. All that matters is what you take from it and of course you, stay healthy :)*

So this is probably the only thing I'll ever write in :P As the title says, this is for all requests! Request form included. Cover by @ReyResistance

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Random things. will just be rough sketches and doddles. Tags will get updated Also some things may or may not be controversial (I am not active in many communities so I don't know)

experimental wanderlyn

Is it my true life or is it a story is is it both??? Try to find out and tell me what you think in the comments 😏

people always told me I was nothing a disappointment that I wasn't worth their time of course they weren't wrong we always try to hide I pretend that they don't mean it that it's not true but really it is that's how life works there's two steps two of the same steps actually you're either disappointment or your failure or you're winner and if you're neither you're nothing there's no reason for you to be here if you're neither if you're neither then you're nothing and people can't remember something that never existed so when people stop remembering you never truly existed and if you never existed then there's nothing to forget and then you turn into it you most feared you turn into a symbol apathetic nest and weakness and that's it you're over never shown to be back again no regrets taken from you but no hopes either you probably don't understand this and I get it it's cool you don't have to understand you just have to listen and that's the simplest thing you can do just listening is easier than understanding cuz to truly understand something you first have to listen but if you don't listen correctly it all comes with for you I know what you're thinking this probably makes no sense to you cuz you're probably one of those smart asses right will get this everybody has this feeling the feeling that you'll end up meaningless with nothing to show nothing to make you you and it scares us more than anything else and when you finally listen to that voice it all comes Crashing Down so you ignore it it only gets deeper in your head pounding at the door and your mind until finally you open the door and that's when you finally turn into what you fear the most you turn into a nothing but if you already were one there's nothing to turn into because all your life you are nothing non-existent no one noticed you and no one needed you and that's pretty scary isn't it - maka albarn 2018 October 20th

Don't worry, I'll update you. I'll keep you sane in this crazy world. Too precious to lose this, abandoned.

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