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My Creation

Leituras 769
Votos 6
Capítulos 100
Tempo 30m

Leituras 769
Votos 6
Capítulos 100
Tempo 30m

english filipino lost lullaby mgakacornyhan poetry sad sharekolang spokenpoetry stressed stupidthought stupidthoughts

My Creation

That helps me to let out all shit words inside my head, and make it to aesthetic piece of poem or spoken FOR ME.

I made I create my own world 
So that i can breath and feel safe
Warm and not suffocate
I share my adventure to you
Hope that i can help you too
And make you feel that you're not alone.

Maraming mga bagay na hindi natin masabi orally, ang nahanap kong way para maluwagan kahit konti itong tali ay ang idaan na lang sa pag susulat ng kung ano ano. Na sa alam ko'y ito ang nag papakalma sa pakiramdam ko.

Welcome to my bitch worldTodos os Direitos Reservados

english filipino lost lullaby mgakacornyhan poetry sad sharekolang spokenpoetry stressed stupidthought stupidthoughts

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Teenage Veracity, de midnightlair

Nope, this is not fiction-or it might be. It depends on you. This is not a typical story-I don't even know if this is worthy of being called a story. There are no characters in here that you can cheer on but yourself. You've got to be the main character in a story once, and I think that alone is enough to convince you to take this shot. Well, if you are emotional, dramatic, and insane like me, you can relate. My chapters aren't your chapters, but I bet we're on the same page. My words are your words, if you allow them. I think this is bad, but it's on you to judge. Just read it. Especially if you are young or you're feeling young. You have nothing to do anyway.

I'm Straight..., de OrMAGMs

(GXG)"Tell me what you want me to do to you. It's just a bit of role play" I decided to play along "I want you to eat me out" I whispered and she said "I couldn't hear you" my face turned red "I can't-" she pecked me and went to my ear. "I want to finger you until you squirt." She blew on my ear and I gasped and pulled back "Max!" That gave me chills. "What, I'm just being honest. I have long fingers" -------- Amy is nice, straight girl that constantly gets her heartbroken. She has a sister who despises her and a boyfriend who can't stay loyal if she paid him to. Max is a gay teen model with a face that is made by the gods and a body that it lean and beautiful. She has a beautiful house, nice cars, a great job. She has everything except for parents that give her the time of day. After one bad morning these two meet and will they be able make something work? Read to find out!

A LETTER FOR YAM (Learning the art of letting go), de chillzbaby

This is not really a story..this is a sort of diary about my ex..ang isang taong alam kong minahal ko at minahal talaga ako.. writing this is my way of expressing my emotions.. how happy i was..how i've enjoyed every moment with him..how i thought everythings was perfect..but this includes how i was hurt..how i was torn when all we've worked out suddenly ended because of my own stupidity..and now eto ako..masaya pero deep inside kaya?? i can still laugh kahit ang totoo masakit.. pero i need to accept it..we're over..and siguro things are not meant for us.. this story ends with a heartbreak.. not with the tyical happy ending.. kasi in my case,,HAPPY ENDING was LEARNIING THE ART OF LETTING GO :'(

I wished for a Boyfriend not a Girlfriend (GxG, Lesbian) °editing°, de FallinginReverze

I was awakened by a buzz, but I don't want to get up, instead I lay still on my bed and about to dream again when I heard a THUD, I flinched at the sound. It's Saturday so I'm not expecting anyone at this early in the morning. I'm not a morning person, I am now annoyed to whoever it is. "Coming!" I yelled and started walking which took me sometime because I literally took my time, don't blame me I'm still sleepy, I opened the door to see a very beautiful woman, she has long wavy hair, thick eyelashes and pink pout lips and lastly... a body to die for. I frowned when I realized a high-school student? I can say because she's wearing a uniform. What is a beautiful high-school girl doing here knocking at my door? I asked mentally. I was about to ask her when she suddenly slipped inside my condo and sit on the couch cozily, I crossed my arms and face her still frowning. "Miss what are you doing here? What do you need?" I asked her curiously. She looked at me and smiled, a smile that can make men drool, but I'm not because I'm still annoyed. "I am your girlfriend" she said sweetly, my eyes widened in shock, I know I'm drunk last night but I don't remember having a girlfriend. I was about to say something when she stood up and face me leaning so much closer that were inches apart. "You wished for me, last night on the internet" oh crap! Now I remember! I was browsing the net when a certain ad captures my attention. "But I wished for a BOYFRIEND! Not a Girlfriend!!?" How do you handle a situation where there's NO REFUND and NO EXCHANGE? Copyright © 2014-2022. Manila, Philippines. All rights reserved.

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Teenage Veracity

Nope, this is not fiction-or it might be. It depends on you. This is not a typical story-I don't even know if this is worthy of being called a story. There are no characters in here that you can cheer on but yourself. You've got to be the main character in a story once, and I think that alone is enough to convince you to take this shot. Well, if you are emotional, dramatic, and insane like me, you can relate. My chapters aren't your chapters, but I bet we're on the same page. My words are your words, if you allow them. I think this is bad, but it's on you to judge. Just read it. Especially if you are young or you're feeling young. You have nothing to do anyway.