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Hi everyone. This is my story, and by my story I literally mean my life story. 

This story is about my past and my history with drug abuse and trauma. Included in this story is poetry, zines and other small pieces of writing I have done while under the influence. 

I am happy and clean now but wanted to put this out there. I wanted to expose the ugly truth to drug addiction. A lot of things you see and read are over romanticized. While some parts of this story may go in that direction I promise you that this isn't that kind of story. 

Please keep in mind that although I'm putting this story out there it is still deeply personal to me. I wish for no negativity or harsh judgement on this book. I appreciate comments and questions and am always happy to talk to anyone who needs it. My dms are always open for anyone and I promise not to judge or criticize. 

Thank you.All Rights Reserved

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Just A Thought by juayxx

Something tragic has happened. A 17 year old Valeri has to move to her dad's place. She spent all her life thinking he was dead. Her now dead mother told her that. Not knowing she has a twin brother she flies over the country and meets him there. She comes back into lives of people she once knew and loved. Not just her family. But someone else. A boy who took care of her when she was struggling. Her best friend. Valeri is dealing with addictions and when something at her new home happens, she sinks even lower. It might not end well for her. But she has friends now. Her kind brother, two funny friends and someone else she once knew... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Heyy! This is my first book. 1. I want to make it clear that English is not my first language and there might be writing mistakes. 2. ⚠️BEFORE YOU START READING CHECK TWs BELOW⚠️ 3. I myself struggle with an addiction and I think writing this book will help me process everything. That's another reason why I'm doing it. 4. You're welcome to comment but leave if you're here to write hate comments. I don't care what you think. 5. If you're here just for smut this is not a book for you. There might be some scenes but not many. This story is about struggling, dealing and fighting with addictions. 6. I'll post a new chapter every few days. I have a lot of schoolwork but I'll try my best. ⚠️TRIGGER WARNINGS: panic and anxiety attacks, self harm, sexual assault and rape, eating disorder, drinking and smoking, weed, pills, drug addiction, overdose, suicide attempt, depression, ptsd, swearing, mature content TROPES: -childhood best friend -friends to lovers -brother's best friend -who did this to you? -one bed trope I'LL PROBABLY ADD SOME MORE I hope you'll enjoy it!

ʏᴀɴɴɪ | ᴏ.ꜱʜᴏᴛᴀʀᴏ by TDoThis

"ɪ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪ ᴡᴀꜱɴ'ᴛ ꜰɪɴɴᴀ ᴛʀᴜꜱᴛ ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴇʟꜱᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ ɪ ᴀᴍ, ɪɴ ʏᴏ ᴄʀɪʙ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴ' ꜱʜɪᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ." "ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɪɴ', ꜱʜᴏᴛᴀʀᴏ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ...ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱʜɪᴛ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ ꜱᴄᴀʀɪɴ' ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ᴏᴜᴛᴛᴀ ᴍᴇ..." You are Yanni. Were, are, you forgot about a year ago after your only friend - and your only love - passed away. After she died, that snapped the last thread of hope for a future you were hanging onto. Now, you drift through life, numb to every emotion in the book. The only thing you could say you did to combat this was to create music. Not for anyone in particular, not for yourself either. You just saw it as some sort of outlet for whatever was going on with you. You caught his eye one of the nights you battled - something about your voice and your words had him hooked on you like a magnet. Could he tell what it was? Nah...not yet, at least... Turns out the two of you have a lot more in common than meets the eye. It's just gonna take a minute for the both of you to realize it... 2024 Project Osaki Shotaro X Blasian Fem Reader TW: Drug Use/Abuse, Physical Abuse, Sex Trafficking, Gun Violence, Mentions of R@pe, Mentions of Self-Harm, Prostitution, Sexual Harrassment/Assault A/N: As you can see, this book ain't about to be for the lighthearted. If any of the topics above trigger you, you don't have to read it. I understand, believe me... Start/End Date: 3/1/24 - [RIIZE]

An Extraordinary Life by anordinarywoman

My fifty years of good or bad heartfelt life experiences written in honest, bold and direct expressions. I believe my purpose and mission are to live a passionate life and share my interesting story with the world to inspire and touch people in many ways. I took two years to write and two years to revise and edit it with the help of my third child and two professional editors. After being turned down and advised by hundred of publishers to turn my story into a novel. I kept trying but couldn't do it as it is not in me. So until last September my very special new family doctor agreed to be my first reader and gave me good comments with excitement, I decided to self publish it with the help of my youngest child. I hope to grow as a writer, and be able to share more stories with you all. During the ten years wait, I have moved out from the unsafe home and living a wonderful and happy life that I am ready to write and share my An Extraordinary Life and it continues with you all. Please tell me how you truly feel about it and share it.

Emotional Amnesia by CAKerst

Sometimes when I say "I'm okay", I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight and say, "I know you're not". I have felt like this many times in my life; as a kid, teenager and as an adult. I have seen many things in my life and felt even more things that has been horribly depressing... But I got up. I stood up to walk on for another day. I dealt with my emotional amnesia the only way I knew I could and that was by writing it out into poetry. I wanted to forget my pain and forget what I was going through. I needed that cut of the blade or a pill to drink to take everything away. My poetry became both my pill and my blade... Now I share the most intimate part of myself with the world. The part of me I kept hidden in the closet. The part I never thought I would ever present to the world. Now is the time I have to stop having amnesia about my emotions. It is time to learn, to better myself and to stand up and remember the things that I shut out like a voluntary amnesia all these years. Those who are offended after reading this - f**k you! If you are sad with me and willing to cut your wrist - I know how you feel! If you just enjoy the words - I love you! #679 in Poetry on 17/03/2018 #779 in Poetry on 18/03/2018 #807 in Poetry on 19/03/2018 #474 in Poetry on 22/03/2018

Trash Book of Extra. by BilanMuhidin

Warning: I am a weirdo. This will contain some thoughts of mine, some poems, some deep shit, some thoughts I have as I go through the journey of self-exploration, lmao. Some chapters may be seen as too controversial but whatever you know. I mean, reading this is your choice. You don't have to. I mean, I'd like you all to read every chapter but it's not a story book so you may skip some chapters you don't like and read the ones that you do like. P.S. I do not deny that my thoughts are somewhat influenced by my environment and experiences. Also, this is the real me. Some people think I'm quiet and cold-hearted but on the inside I'm actually a big softie with feelings. To be honest, it's kinda my fault since I hate revealing my emotions to other people or even asking for help until I have to. And even then, I start hating myself for being such a weakling. That is a major character flaw of mine that I must overcome!

Freedom from Within by tazmanianpanda

This is my first attempt at writing a longer story. Here are few things about this novelette: - A novelette stands between a short story and a novella (7, 500- 17,500 words). - This story is not edited, so expect mistakes. - The story has explicit and mature contents. - As part of my "trademark," the story deals with love and loss. Expect drama! - The story is written in a nonlinear way. - I almost forgot; this is a lesbian story. If in any way you find it disgusting, you're free to bounce, yo! (In Jesse Pinkman's voice) - This is fiction. Question me and I will put you in here just to kill you, Game of Thrones style. Lol - © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Let's just support each other. Peace out! How does one make music using broken strings? Discover the powers and dangers of love in this mixture of clichés, realities, and fiction about love, loss, pain, depression, and survival. I have lived in a dark cage. I have torn every page. I have not known light; I think I lost my flight. Please come and rescue me; Whoever hears me! Help liberate this heart And show me love they call art.

limerence by SicklySweet708

a book of (bad) love poems *TW: sexual content* -a collection of poems that chronicles my experience with love and sexuality through out high school, including a series of minor crushes, major crushes and my first real love (and yes, i did spend nearly all 4 years pining for one person). It's important to note that I was not (and probably am still not) the most mentally stable person (which is kinda obvious lol) and this consists only of my side of the story, not any of the people I have written about- started: November 2019 finished: May 2023

~Trust Me ~ by insanelysane2552

"I want a divorce." And just hearing him say that my whole world that seemed to revolve around him stopped. Gathering myself I barely managed to speak in a voice that even I could not recognise. I couldn't comprehend anything going around me. "Wh..hy?" As soon as the words left my mouth he threw the file and the photographs spread across the floor. And those photographs had me in compromising positions with not one but several men. Looking at those photos I looked straight into his eyes. Disgust and hatred. The only emotions I could see. Taking a deep breath I composed myself and tried to keep my face void of the emotions I felt at that moment. Hurt and immense pain. If he didn't trust me then he has no right to see me vulnerable too. "Is this the only reason why you want to divorce me? No other except this?" It was foolish of me to ask him but I had to make sure. Also for me trust comes before love. If he doesn't trust me I don't even want to save the relationship. "Is this not enough you whore? What else can I expect from a slut and a gold digger like you! I knew it from the start that all you showed was just a facade. Your innocence, kindness, it was all fake. I just don't believe how can I be so dumb." Was I hurt? No I was broken beyond repair. My heart ached. I felt like I was seconds away from collapsing. I had far exceeded the limit of hurt and pain. I was so powerless in that moment that I couldn't even fight with him. Love makes you strong. I have heard and felt that countless times but they always forget to mention what comes after that. Love makes you weak too. I couldn't shout at him because I loved him. But I had to be brave. For myself. ************************************************** Is love enough for two people to be together or is there something more important than love? This is story of Xander and Sophie who loved each other but still couldn't be together. Because more important than love is trust. © All rights reserved

The Night Sky is in Her Veins by oralie98

// s o n d e r \\ - "the realisation that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own" Life can be dark, cold and lonely. Feeling betrayed, misunderstood, chewed up and spat out by the world, its when I get sonder, that I realise I might not be as alone as I thought. This is my autobiography, in a series of harsh and delicate words, painted as a story. Includes drugs, sex, alcoholism, depression, anxiety, self harm, suicidal tendencies, assault and other hard topics, so read at your own discretion. THIS IS THE TRIGGER WARNING. I wrote it, with the intention that, if there are people in the world who feel alone and misunderstood just like me, and can benefit in any way by relating to my stories in my poems, then I have done at least one thing right. Highest rankings: #1 in poetry 07/05/2021 #1 in poetry 26/11/2021 #1 in slampoetry 07/05/2021 #1 in sonder 08/05/2021 #1 in sonder 06/12/2021 #2 in slampoetry 25/11/2021 #2 in slampoetry 01/12/2021 #2 in slampoetry 06/12/2021 #2 in sonder 27/11/2021 #2 in sonder 01/12/2021 #3 in slampoetry 06/07/2021 #3 in sonder 30/09/2021 #3 in sonder 25/11/2021 #3 in sonder 11/12/2021 #4 in slampoetry 24/11/2021 #4 in slampoetry 03/01/2022 #5 in melancholy #6 in sadness #11 in poetry #11 in alcoholism #21 in smoking

Album 1: "The Emotional Monster" by AalisDrewStudio

This story holds albums constructed by me. I'm currently finalizing all my poems in my story book, and publishing them here. I'm willing to publish all of them one day. I have been through a lot of heartbreak in my life. At only 14, I've erected well over 50 poems in only in interlude of only 2 months. From Mid- October to the last day of 2019. This time I was rejected. I was cheated on and dumped in middle school. I have 3 "Albums" of poetry so far. The first one I'm going to publish is called "The Emotional Monster". Album number 2 is "One day but not today", and the third one is "I promise there's someone who loves you, like me."

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Just A Thought

Something tragic has happened. A 17 year old Valeri has to move to her dad's place. She spent all her life thinking he was dead. Her now dead mother told her that. Not knowing she has a twin brother she flies over the country and meets him there. She comes back into lives of people she once knew and loved. Not just her family. But someone else. A boy who took care of her when she was struggling. Her best friend. Valeri is dealing with addictions and when something at her new home happens, she sinks even lower. It might not end well for her. But she has friends now. Her kind brother, two funny friends and someone else she once knew... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Heyy! This is my first book. 1. I want to make it clear that English is not my first language and there might be writing mistakes. 2. ⚠️BEFORE YOU START READING CHECK TWs BELOW⚠️ 3. I myself struggle with an addiction and I think writing this book will help me process everything. That's another reason why I'm doing it. 4. You're welcome to comment but leave if you're here to write hate comments. I don't care what you think. 5. If you're here just for smut this is not a book for you. There might be some scenes but not many. This story is about struggling, dealing and fighting with addictions. 6. I'll post a new chapter every few days. I have a lot of schoolwork but I'll try my best. ⚠️TRIGGER WARNINGS: panic and anxiety attacks, self harm, sexual assault and rape, eating disorder, drinking and smoking, weed, pills, drug addiction, overdose, suicide attempt, depression, ptsd, swearing, mature content TROPES: -childhood best friend -friends to lovers -brother's best friend -who did this to you? -one bed trope I'LL PROBABLY ADD SOME MORE I hope you'll enjoy it!