Es begann im September
- LECTURAS 80
- Votos 1
- Partes 5
Continúa11m
Última publicación lun, sep 3, 2018
"es kommt nicht darauf an, dass man für die welt perfekt ist, man muss nur für diese eine Person im Leben perfekt sein-und das hat nichts mit Perfektion zu tun"
mein leben war eine Reise zu mir selbst und doch fand ich den Weg nie.
ich suchte in meinem Leben nach dem Sinn, nach dem warum, und doch fand ich ihn nie.
niemals dachte ich, dass ich diese Gefühle finden würde und dennoch fand ich sie.
ich fand sie in dir.
Lasst gern eure Meinung da :)
Todos los derechos reservados
#327
rain
Únete a la comunidad narrativa más grandeObtén recomendaciones personalizadas de historias, guarda tus favoritas en tu biblioteca, y comenta y vota para hacer crecer tu comunidad.
Quizás también te guste
Those little things ( Lee Pace x Reader ) (FAN FICTION)
Plot : " I had I year in UCLA ( University of California, Los Angeles ) thanks to Erasmus, and I chose to keep studying in the U.S., passing the tests to be considered as a senior student in there. And one day, as I was searching for a job, this guy hired me. This actor I barely knew. I don't know why I'm attracted by this man. I don't know why I just want him to be with me everytime. When he's away, I feel alone in a desert. He made me enter in a world which isn't mine, and now I can't escape because of my feelings for him. I'm in a Golden Cage with him, prisoner of the artificial things which are destroying me. " Anyway. It's a first person narrative. If you have any requests, please let me know. I always need some help to write something ! ~ I frequently edit this story to correct some mistakes. And yeah... Oh and. " Those little things " title has no link with any groups, it's just related to a French singer named Jean Jacques Goldman, who sang " Les choses " or " Things ". I'll put the lyrics in a chapter ! ~Concluida
Never Leave Me Again (Completed)
||"I wanted to cry in the rain, because then nobody can see my tears"|| 《《I hoped that love would be easy. But it isn't easy at all. But if you're strong enough together, will you get through? Do I deserve to be hurted?》》 ----------------------------- (first Fanfic ever, please respect it)Concluida
One or two ? (Completed)
" Fine , but if you touch me , I can touch you. Your body. Anywhere." " Wait what- " " Yeah. One brush gives me one minute. Intentional touch , five minutes. And if you kiss me , I get to devour you. " " Who's kissing you ! " ___________________________________________ What turn will Arthit's life take when Kong enters his life as his neighbor, then his boss. (Completed)Concluida
Echo of the Past
A few months ago, I bought a mug with gold gilt. On sale. Not a gift either nor because of an occasion to remember by it. Just plain, pretty mug for 15PLN. I drank my coffee from it since. I spat loose tea leaves into it. It never felt particularly significant. An ordinary object. Only when I lost it, I realised its true value. I sat comfortably at my desk one evening. Looking at my phone, I reached to take my song-text notebook. Trivial situation. My clumsy fingers were unable to avoid the mug. They allowed it to topple over, to slip from the desktop. Even though I did not see the split-second occurrence, I felt the pressure of unease. My head painted the trajectory of the fall on its own, the shattering, spillage. The loss. For a millisecond I still had hope, that I would be able to catch the mug, that I would be able to avoid what was about to happen. But I knew I was headed for failure. I don't have any superpowers. I only scalded my fingers. I looked at the mug's new shape for a long while, at the shattered pieces. At the spilling liquid. Our adventure came to an end. Irrevocably. I won't be drinking coffee from it anymore, nor spit tea leaves into it. Well. I shouldn't be sad, it was just a regular mug, just like thousands of others. I grew to like it, it kept me company throughout hundreds of warm drinks. I lost it. I hate this feeling the most. In the moment when I am losing something, I stop in my tracks, I hold my breath. It is always a very intense moment. A short one, but one that gives me the tight unpleasant feeling in my stomach. The feeling of loss is always accompanied by hope. Silly and naïve. Making me believe so strongly, that I can make it. That I will still be able to catch the mug mid-flight. When the feeling is entering the body, crawling into me I realise, how important it was to me. Whether it's Nivan or a stupid mug with gold gilt.Concluida![Falling For Your Voice [Completed]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/274720765-256-k791539.jpg)
Falling For Your Voice [Completed]
Never in Krist's mind would he be following one of the most popular gaming live streamer for such a long period of time and was always watching his live stream. But that streamer is no ordinary streamer. What made Krist deeply attracted to him was his voice. "I've heard that today, Bangkok is gonna be raining. So, please shut your windows tight and take care as well." The streamer said, his voice deep and mellow and Krist was focusing on his voice instead of the game he's playing. "Kit, why are you blushing?" Krist who's staring at his laptop instantly turned back and saw his mother standing by the door. "I'm not blushing, mom. It's just that the weather is too hot." "But it's raining now in Bangkok." *This is a story about my favourite couple Krist and Singto. *This is purely fanfiction. *The characters belong to themselves but the plot is mine. *Hope you like it. Start: 26June2021 End: 15January2022Concluida
Be The One
Arthit always finds himself in the most unexpected situations. Arthit is waiting to join University after a few months so he started working part time meanwhile but there he met the love of his life, he found his one and only in the most unexpected person. And of course, he doesn't stand a chance or does he? **Warning** It's super silly and funny( I hope). I just wanted to make a light-hearted story so don't think too much about it. They may act a bit ooc just let it slide.Concluida
rose in the desert
I will write my future story in bilingual. I want to force myself to be the person I like. I don't care if other people like me, I just care if they like me. After days of hesitation, I finally settled on the name, and I sat on the toilet thinking about the script God had sent me... I can't wait to read the script God sends me and I can't wait to finish it. After writing it, the English audio reading was wonderful. I burst into tears as I listened, and burst into tears as I finished writing. This is very interesting. I always touch myself again and again, always write dreams in my dreams. Whose life is not a dream? I am an affectionate and tragic person, and I love this world deeply. Love so deeply, so seriously. God often gives me so much information that my brain feels like it's going to explode and I'm going crazy. I can understand what Vincent van Gogh was doing in the wheat field. When you see everything in the world, dear, you don't care about anything anymore. You only live for your own happiness. People start to distance themselves from you and you become more and more lonely. God, I ask you again and again, why am I stuck in the desert? I want you to answer me, once is not enough, ten times is not enough, a hundred times is not enough, a thousand times is not enough, ten thousand times is not enough! 2025/1/5
Love Torn
A story of love and sacrifice when all odds are against Cattlin and Calix, the two best friends who fall in love with each other when a mysterious Army comes to split women from men. Cattlin must hold deeply onto her feelings for Calix, even when they aren't together, and Calix must fight to have his love back into his caring arms. With an adventure of sacrifice, love, suspense, and torture, the two must find their way back to the life they had once lived before: loving each other through all the pain the world has caused them. ~~~PREVIEW~~~ "What’s wrong?” I ask, curious as to why Calix seems to be acting this way. “It’s just this girl…” he lingers. “I’ve known her for awhile now and I’ve always wanted to do this one thing...” he ends, sending his eyes to go forth to mine. “Why don’t you do it then?” I ask quietly staring back into those brown eyes of his. “Because I don’t know if she’ll like it?” I sigh and then entwine my hand with his; making the first move. “She’ll like it.” I whisper to him gingerly. I sit still and wait for Calix’s response, but instead of him speaking his free hand moves up to my face and caresses it with every touch. I watch as he moves the little hair out of my eyes and behind my ear. “Are you sure?” he asks keeping his hand lightly placed on my cheek. I nod and without another delay feel his lips pressed against mine in a passion that I swear could set the world on fire. It's then though, I realized that I was falling in love with my best friend. The one that has always been there for me and that in a way I have always loved; now it's just more clear. But there is a negative to this kiss, to this falling in love that I had spoken of. What would happen if Calix and I were split apart? Our love would be torn...Concluida
Plot : " I had I year in UCLA ( University of California, Los Angeles ) thanks to Erasmus, and I chose to keep studying in the U.S., passing the tests to be considered as a senior student in there. And one day, as I was searching for a job, this guy hired me. This actor I barely knew. I don't know why I'm attracted by this man. I don't know why I just want him to be with me everytime. When he's away, I feel alone in a desert. He made me enter in a world which isn't mine, and now I can't escape because of my feelings for him. I'm in a Golden Cage with him, prisoner of the artificial things which are destroying me. " Anyway. It's a first person narrative. If you have any requests, please let me know. I always need some help to write something ! ~ I frequently edit this story to correct some mistakes. And yeah... Oh and. " Those little things " title has no link with any groups, it's just related to a French singer named Jean Jacques Goldman, who sang " Les choses " or " Things ". I'll put the lyrics in a chapter ! ~
Más detallesPautas de Contenido