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INFINITY

LECTURES 106
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Chapitres 5
Durée 17m

LECTURES 106
Votes 5
Chapitres 5
Durée 17m

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Sa istoryang ito, dito masusukat ang katatagan sa pagkakaibigan,sa problemang dumadating at mga bagay na hindi inaasahan. 
May isang babae na nakaranas ng depresyon na pilit nyang tinatakpan kapag nasa harap na sya ng mga tao sa palig nya hanggang sa paglioas ng mga araw ay may mga pagbabagong nangyari sakanyang buhay. Isang araw nagising na lang siya na may dumating sakanyang buhay na hindi niya inaasahan na magiging magkakakilala sila ng nakilala niyang babae.Nasubok dito ang tatag ng pagkakaibigan  sa mga problemang dumadating,distansya man o tampuhan. Tiwala sa isa't-isa at mga bagay na nangyare sakanila hanngang dulo.Tous Droits Réservés

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I was always your smile || An anime love story, écrit par Shaylove_17

"Everything's going to be okay." That's what I always told him. Jun was this guy who's cold towards literally everyone and I'm the only one who's close to him. He's always rude to people because there's something that no one knows except for me. Towards me, Jun let's his emotions out that easily, and I always assure him that everything will be okay. I was his smile, because he barely smiles or laughs. But we had to separate...Jun had to leave, and from that day, I smiled, yes, but not as much as I did when he was with me. I always said that the best way to cheer yourself up is to cheer someone else up. And so that's who I am, the always smiling Katsumi, everyone knew me by that. When me and Jun met again, he was a changed man...he smiled more, and talked more. And even more surprising, he became some sort of celebrity, an actor. That's when I started thinking..."Guess I'm no longer his smile..."

I wished for a Boyfriend not a Girlfriend (GxG, Lesbian) °editing°, écrit par 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.

$Faithe {REWRITING} ✓, écrit par gracefulgreene_$

#4 in tas #1 in Abeokuta Dedicated to all Africans who are depressed and suffer PTSD. How exactly do you explain to an African parent that you need help? Do Africans even care about the state of their mental health? How do I tell others how I feel or about my nightmares without them thinking I'm mentally unstable? Everywhere, "seek help." How exactly? All these questions bother me so much that they give me problems. Even if he agrees that I need help, everyone would see me as a psychiatric patient, as the mentally unstable girl. "I keep blaming myself for all that has happened. I mean, how could I not have seen it coming? She was practically my best friend and close to me. If only I had opened my eyes wide enough and looked closer, I would have known and probably done something. We had a fight, we didn't settle it. Before I knew it, she was gone. It upsets me more. This has been haunting me for over a year. Can I ever be normal?" #39 in stereotype #62 in insomnia #82 in singleparent #568 in nightmares #72 in African #2 in tcs #16 in secondaryschool #111 in Nigerian #28 in Yoruba #7 in middleclass On 19 September, 2020

how to catch feelings, écrit par imacharacter98

Nat returns to campus for her senior year of college. Something's in the air - is it anxiety? Is it pot fumes drifting out of someone's dorm window? Is it Old Town Road, dancing on the breeze? Ope, nope, it's just hope (haha) that maybe, just maybe, a certain friendship with a certain someone might turn into something more. *** YA romcom/murder mystery because why not? Marked mature for language and mention of suicide. *** Excuse the cringey description, I don't usually write this kind of YA.

Misunderstood ✅, écrit par dineoserope

They were the exception The promise meant to be broken They were so alike yet so different They didn't want to admit it even though the truth shone brightly The thought of them being alike was so sickening that they turned a blind eye at any given opportunity They say opposites attract but for Nevaeh and Leonardo that was not the case "Why are you still here ?" She questioned I looked up to see her curious facial expression "I couldn't leave you here" I simply said and shrugged my shoulders , I was both lying and telling the truth. "It's not like I asked you to stay" "You didn't have to" "Why are you such an asshole ?" She said I could feel the intensity in her voice the way she held back all the anger and frustration . My blood was boiling not from the fact that she just swore me but from the fact that I didn't have it in me at that particular time to respond to her rude remark instead I just pushed down my anger and breathed "Well when people paint you out to be someone you end up becoming that person" "So just because they paint you out to be someone doesn't mean you have to live up to their expectations" I chuckled a low chuckle and looked out into the horizon she's so gullible so oblivious to this world to this cruel evil world , "And yet here you are living up to their expectations".......

$The Grey In Black And White {COMPLETED}, écrit par Dami_A_Johnson$

The teenage period is usually not always easy. You make mistakes, you learn from them. It's like a moulding phase towards adulthood, which tends to be harder than adults make it sound. Especially in this generation. Growing up in a society where having a psychological condition means you're a freak, abnormal or an attention seeker. Where gender inequality is still seen as normal and right. Where anything other than Heterosexuality means you're possessed or the spawn of the devil. Where showing your emotions as a guy means you're soft and weak, because toxic masculinity isn't seen as a problem. Also, having anything to do that's related to these "atrocities" means you're set for an even bigger social stigma. Being a teenager becomes harder than hard. Just a group of teenagers trying to find a place for themselves in midst of a backward society, realising that life can't be all black and white. Growing in an African home is hard but what's harder is being a Nigerian. O le gán. "It is better to be hated for what you are, than to be loved for what you're not." -André Gide

My Cousin's Ex, écrit par xosamantha13

My cousin broke her heart. I'm going to be the one to fix it. I'll do everything I can to. *mature themes, language, trigger warnings* Started: May 11,2022 Completed: August 28, 2023

LET ME HATE YOU, écrit par AnjaaniSadek

A marriage neither wanted. A hatred neither understands. Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them. He never wanted a wife. Especially not her. Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, Amaan enters the forced marriage with one intention- to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive. Asmaira enters with something far heavier- guilt. Not to protect him. Not to save him. But because she knows the truth of what happened... and she cannot bear to confess it. They have never met. But the moment they do, the air turns sharp- full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing. He despises her for a sin she never committed. She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed. And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon... and closeness is a threat. In this house, love is impossible. Trust is deadly. But hatred? Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.

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I was always your smile || An anime love story

"Everything's going to be okay." That's what I always told him. Jun was this guy who's cold towards literally everyone and I'm the only one who's close to him. He's always rude to people because there's something that no one knows except for me. Towards me, Jun let's his emotions out that easily, and I always assure him that everything will be okay. I was his smile, because he barely smiles or laughs. But we had to separate...Jun had to leave, and from that day, I smiled, yes, but not as much as I did when he was with me. I always said that the best way to cheer yourself up is to cheer someone else up. And so that's who I am, the always smiling Katsumi, everyone knew me by that. When me and Jun met again, he was a changed man...he smiled more, and talked more. And even more surprising, he became some sort of celebrity, an actor. That's when I started thinking..."Guess I'm no longer his smile..."