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"I'M A FUCKING WRECK"

Let me explain,
You see I watched my dick faced retarded uncle kill my sweet angelic mother when I was  only 13. The  psycho claimed that my mom was always his and my father stole her from him  so he did the whole 'if I cant have her no one can' bullshit and my sweet 13 year old self shot the fuckers brains out. 

Hope He's Burning in Hell by the way

Anyways I became a wreck after my mom's funeral -refused to eat, couldn't sleep but worst of all I became WILD. Sooo wild that I'd pick a fight with anyone who tested my patience -especially because people teased me bout having braces- I can't even remember how many tines I was in the principles office for breaking a kids body part till I got expelled from 3 different schools but I think my dad's final straw was when I kept on getting into violent fights with my slutty steppie. 

Can you blame me? My father got married to a gold digging whore which I'm sure he picked up on the side of the road only 2 months after my mom died.

My dad had had just about enough with me and sent me to like this all girls boarding school that claims to be helping out troubled youth's but in my opinion it's just a fucking home for crazys. I've been there for a lil over a fucking year now and I was the mysterious crazy chick that always wore orange and would put her foot up your ass if you so much as utter a fucking word to her.

Guess what?you cant? It's fine I'll tell you, Daddy's dead and Ion feel shit, Mars' getting out of the crack house -finally-, Steppie's loosing her shit -yay- and I gotta go to school...

Before anything do me a favor, put a bullet in my head before i put it in someone else. 
Its a building full of hormonal, cliché, egotistical and naive teenagers... I'm bound to stab at least 6...All Rights Reserved

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The Rich Emo: Ouran High School Host Club by graciegreat

Loneliness. Depression. Broken. Scared. Devastated. Hopeless. Mournful. Disheartening. Bleak. Joyless. Somber. I have no one. Depression and Loneliness are the only things I feel. My family tries to make me happy, but I just put on a fake smile and cry about it in my room. They act like everything is alright, but everything is not. They KNOW I was devastated about Mom's murder. They KNOW I was heartbroken about Dad's sickness that eventually killed him. That's all I've thought about. Devastation and heartbroken. Just because of those two things. Never in my life I have been this devastating. Dayton, Hayden, Angel, or Monica know how to make me truly happy. Not even my own siblings know how to make me show a real smile. Suicide is all I can think about day to day and I've almost died because of that. DEPRESSION IS A REAL THING. NO ONE KNOWS HOW I FEEL EVERYDAY. NO ONE CAN JUDGE OTHERS ABOUT DEPRESSION OR EVEN MAKE JOKES ABOUT IT BECAUSE ITS A REAL THING. DEPRESSION HAS KILLED PEOPLE. EVERYONE IN MY LIFE JUDGES ME JUST BECAUSE I DON'T SMILE, LAUGH, HUG, OR DO ANYTHING NORMAL PEOPLE DO. I CUT MYSELF, I CRY, I YELL, I VENT, I PUSH PEOPLE OUT OF MY LIFE. Those are the things people are worried about me. "Go kill yourself and join your parents in hell." They say and I just shrug it off and find a private place to hide and cry it out. "I CAN'T DEAL WITH LIFE ANYMORE!!!!" I say and I use my sharp nails and cut myself then cry some more. A gun is buried within my arm for defense from my dad, but I use it in case I am tired of society. Then that's when I met the Host Club. They saw my sadness and made me a part of it to repay my debt for accidentally breaking a vase. I am now a Host for men to flatter them, but how can normal guys want me to be a Host when I wear lip earrings, eyeliner, chains, and have a gun in my arm? I'm the definition of Hell. Then he made me smile again, something that I thought I would never get back. Happiness.

VILLAIN by Sommychi123

VILLIAN I am not a demon, neither are my a bad person, nor a devil incarnate. I'm simply; a vile villain. A monster among men. I'm darkness. I'm your worse nightmare. I'm the reality that shouldn't have made it to the world. My name is Vile Villian A.K.A Viper and I don't mean it just literary. My actions can attest to the darkness inside of me and the verification of my name "Villain " is left on the souls of those I've condemned. Call me Villain. "Take it bitch. Take my cock like the slut you're" I said as I slammed into her whore hole. I'm currently fucking a female warder at the prison I've had to transcend from boyhood to manhood. My home for eight years. My worse nightmare. Yet, my haven. The beginning of my creation, initiation and indoctrination into the world of sex, sin, blood and crime. HELLVEN Clueless people call me Heaven. But, I am anything but that. I'm too tinted to be called Heaven. My soul is too bruised, too scarred, too crass to be referred to as Heaven. I'm now christened Hellven. Hell because that is where people like me go. Ven the last three letters of Heaven because Satan was once an angel. So was I. "Crawl to me my pet. Crawl at my feet and worship your goddess." He crawls on the floor. Groveling at my feet. He bows his head to the floor paying obeisance to me his mistress who fulfills all his lonesome kinks.

Addict In Black ✔ by whoscountinganyway

USER SERIES 1 Micah Rex: He's handsome, dangerous, reckless. An addict. When he walks into a room, people notice. People are scared of him, people don't look him in the eye. AJ Ferro: She's cute, nice respectful. A helper. When she walks in a room, people usually get flowers. People love her, people want to be her friend. Despite her cheery nature and soft words AJ has never had it easy when it came to addiction -or depression. Without his addiction, sadness and anger Micah doesn't know who he is -and he hates not knowing things. And, of all places, they meet at a rehab center. He looked at her and saw a peppy girl with no future. She looked at him and saw a troubled boy with a bad past. Micah wants to die, AJ wants him to live. It's only a matter of time before one of them breaks through or breaks the other. - I was 12 the first time I took a hit off a joint at a party, smoked a blunt by myself and bought a bong. I was 13 when I started drinking alcohol for fun. 14 the first time I took ecstasy at a college party I snuck into, the same age I lost my virginity. This was the first time I went to a mental institution because it's also the year I first tried to kill myself. 15 the first time I smoked meth, took a bump of cocaine, shot myself up with heroine. This was the first time I got sent to rehab, it didn't work and I came out worse. I was 16 when I tried to commit three times in the same year, the last time I got my heart to stop for 30 seconds. That year was also the first time I snorted Hydrocodone, getting me started in opiates, I experimented with Xanax and liked it. And I was a month from 17 when I got sober. - "Fuck you." I snap. "You already have." Micah bites out. "And I'm pretty fucking sure you liked it too, if your orgasms were anything to go by." - "I want-" Micah stopped, running his fingers through his hair. "Never mind what I want. What do you want?" His voice is quieter now, more gentle. "You."

Catastrophically Carla (Lesbian Story) by xpaaulettex

Ages 14+ (lesbian concepts and some profanity) This is not your everyday love story, okay? It's not a chick flick either. The events and themes within my pages have meaning, depth, truth-and most of all, reality. You are about to be taken on an adventure about a girl who's life is not like everybody else's. I look like a normal teen girl, I mean, I have hair and two eyes and two hands and feet like everybody else, but I couldn't feel more different. I have two moms, yes. Let's just get that out there before you start reading and close my diary like everyone in my life has shut me out of theirs. All I want is a normal life with normal friends who don't judge me because of my home situation. I don't even remember the last time I went on a sleepover or called somebody my age. I don't mean to be a downer, because it does get better. Life gets better. Struggles are only temporary, I know that now. And by my last words reach your eyes, I've come a long way, and have grown to see potential in myself. I'm sharing this with you because I want to make a difference. I know now that I'm not the only one in the world that feels alone. I've been there, done that, and there's more loneliness to come, but for now, I feel more prepared for it. I know how it feels to sit by yourself at lunch every day and how it feels to watch others go to prom with dates and feel like shit because you don't think you'd even have any friends to go with. Please ready my diary. I am much older now, and much more wiser, and I can't wait for you to realize the potential in yourself, too.

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Dominant【Gene X Reader】[ Completed ] by Mariko_Akiyama

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Swerve Hoe (Sequel To Body Party) by CookMe_ImDope_

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Double Down (a double standards series) Dark Romance (Part 7) by nikkihershell

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CONTRACT WITH AN ALPHA by Jane_muse02

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Loneliness. Depression. Broken. Scared. Devastated. Hopeless. Mournful. Disheartening. Bleak. Joyless. Somber. I have no one. Depression and Loneliness are the only things I feel. My family tries to make me happy, but I just put on a fake smile and cry about it in my room. They act like everything is alright, but everything is not. They KNOW I was devastated about Mom's murder. They KNOW I was heartbroken about Dad's sickness that eventually killed him. That's all I've thought about. Devastation and heartbroken. Just because of those two things. Never in my life I have been this devastating. Dayton, Hayden, Angel, or Monica know how to make me truly happy. Not even my own siblings know how to make me show a real smile. Suicide is all I can think about day to day and I've almost died because of that. DEPRESSION IS A REAL THING. NO ONE KNOWS HOW I FEEL EVERYDAY. NO ONE CAN JUDGE OTHERS ABOUT DEPRESSION OR EVEN MAKE JOKES ABOUT IT BECAUSE ITS A REAL THING. DEPRESSION HAS KILLED PEOPLE. EVERYONE IN MY LIFE JUDGES ME JUST BECAUSE I DON'T SMILE, LAUGH, HUG, OR DO ANYTHING NORMAL PEOPLE DO. I CUT MYSELF, I CRY, I YELL, I VENT, I PUSH PEOPLE OUT OF MY LIFE. Those are the things people are worried about me. "Go kill yourself and join your parents in hell." They say and I just shrug it off and find a private place to hide and cry it out. "I CAN'T DEAL WITH LIFE ANYMORE!!!!" I say and I use my sharp nails and cut myself then cry some more. A gun is buried within my arm for defense from my dad, but I use it in case I am tired of society. Then that's when I met the Host Club. They saw my sadness and made me a part of it to repay my debt for accidentally breaking a vase. I am now a Host for men to flatter them, but how can normal guys want me to be a Host when I wear lip earrings, eyeliner, chains, and have a gun in my arm? I'm the definition of Hell. Then he made me smile again, something that I thought I would never get back. Happiness.