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Vida Marcada

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Reads 90
Votes 14
Parts 4
Time 34m

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La gente siempre piensa que hay que agradecerle a la vida por un día mas. Yo por lo general... No lo creo.

  La gente suele decir que mi vida era perfecta; es decir, tengo dos hermanos mayores profesionales , vivía con mis papas en la mejor zona de Kneenes, estoy en mismo año de bachillerato. Mi vida era "normal", hasta que ese día llego. Ese maldito día en que apareció esa caja en la puerta de mi casa fue la causante de todo. Fue la causante de que mi vida fuera marcada. 

  ¿Que mi vida cambio después de eso? Si

  ¿Qué ya no fui el mismo de antes? Si 

  ¿lo logre superar? Tendrás que acompañarme en esta historia a averiguarlo.All Rights Reserved

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rose in the desert by aa809096

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

Sacrifice (Hyunlix) by felixcangodeep

Hyunjin pov How will you feel when someone you loved dearly will give up on you so easily? That person is most important to you but your not the most important to them as you thought. let me tell you, It hurts like the hell itself. But still you can't blame that person, because that's how it's going end. We can't change this fate. 'All's well that ends well' they say? bullshit. Everything is going wrong here. Nothing is ending well! It wasn't supposed to be this way. One by one everything is falling apart... "I miss felix....I miss yeji.... I miss how Minho and I used to be.. now everything changed, nothing is the same. Nothing is happy anymore. It ended happily but now I'm losing everything.. It's like a triple kill I freaking lost my love, my best friend, my sister at one go" #hyunlix *warnings* abuse gay sex accident depression Child abuse Violence

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Save Him ⁂ 𝙷𝚢𝚞𝚗𝚕𝚒𝚡 by Jilix_Disaster

I ran through the rain with my umbrella, looking desperately for any sign of Hyunjin. Minho had called me saying that he and Seungmin had walked in on him cutting himself and that he had ran away right afterward. I needed to find him before he caught a cold. It was raining so hard that it was hard to see anything and the sound of the rain hitting my surroundings was beginning to feel extremely overwhelming. ------ Hyunjin struggles with urges he tries his hardest to keep to himself, Bottling them up until they were more than he could bear, then breaking. It was a cycle no one in the group had seemed to notice yet. They neglected to notice the tears, the anger. They turned the other cheek without knowing when he was so close to balling his eyes out. It wasn't that they didn't care, he knew that if they knew what was going on they'd help. He didn't want help. Felix has been having nightmares every night for a while now, each ending with someone he loved dying. the dreams were becoming more and more vivid, and almost every one of them ended in suicide. Felix was becoming paranoid, constantly checking on everyone he could to make sure that they were ok, he was scared. !!!LISTEN UP PEOPLE!!! This story is obviously going to contain some pretty sensitive topics like self-harm and suicide, so if either of these trigger you, please don't read. I don't want anyone getting hurt.

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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