The Broken Can Be Fixed

The Broken Can Be Fixed

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Mar 24, 2018
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Fantasy
Love is a very hard thing to understand. Love is a very hard thing to communicate. Love is a very hard thing to feel. Love is... hard. When Mel falls in love, he doesn't know how to react, or what to expect. Join him as he learns to understand, communicate, and feel love and other emotions that he's never felt before. AN: I am debating as to whether or not I should rewrite this story. My writing has improved since I began it, and I'd like to showcase that. BEWARE: Be warned, this story contains strong language, themes of depression, physical and mental abuse, mention(s) of suicide, and many other "mature" topics. Also, note that there are LQBTQ+ characters. If you are against any of these topics, don't read this story. Thank you! NOTES: All ideas, characters, writing, and artwork are my own. Thank you for choosing to read!
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She's a lost soul, searching for Froot Loops in a world of Cheerios. Emotions. Inflicted by words, Creating signals to connect those emotions. A pang in your heart, the dull ache of love, a tedious, meaningless thing to some. The entire thing to others. Confusing, at the least. All consuming, at the most. We bundle it inside, Hide it in boxes, In the deepest crevices of our persona, Then suddenly, it burst free, tumbling into the atmosphere, filling every hour, every moment. Words convey it. Words share it. Through words, our emotions are liberated. Disclaimer: I wrote this throughout the course of a year. It had its ups and it's down in emotion. It ends on a happy note, I think. It has some overdramatic things in which my past self annoys me sometimes. But it also has some good pieces of thought. The world sucks. I can't promise that it's not going to suck, Because it probably always will. But there will be times Where the good in the world Makes it suck a little less.

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