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Who Cares!?

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LECTURES 35
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Parties 12
Durée <5 mins

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Have you ever feel lonely? Have you ever stop caring about things happening? Have you ever feel exhausted of your life? Are you just so tired? Well... Welcome :)Tous Droits Réservés

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Caged Instinct , écrit par ashleyzirnite

Self love, Self finding, Mystery, Fantasy, Short Story I've tried, to be happy, to forget, but it's hard when there's nothing to be happy about and it's hard when it's impossible to forget. The pain stays, and I let it. Days become impossible. It's never ending. All I want is for it to stop. So I can be alone, again. It's a mystery how I can still laugh, How I can put on this act It's been a while And I forget how long I've been faking How can I become real again? How can I find me? In a dream, it's what I need, it's what I've wanted, so how do I make it, reality? How do I get out of this trap, that keeps me, From being happy.

Give me shelter, écrit par SabastianStefano

Have you ever felt so lonely you believed there was nothing left for you? Stashed away, merely forgotten. I mean you could cry and cry, yet no one would hear you. At least no one you truly once loved. Being yourself can be detrimental to others happiness, and so you down play who you are. You devalue your beliefs, your morals fall short and that hollow rock turns into your Mirror. Do you matter anymore? Would anyone care if you simply disappeared? Could you find your way out of the darkness? Look Closer is one of my favourite quotes and so I'll use it as a guide to understanding the complex characters you're about to meet.

CO:Crazy One, écrit par famouslemon

The world can be unfair to people,Do they deserve to live like that?Does the world care?Do we care?My Old life ended,My new life just started.But it felt like i missed a part.NO memories.We have problems.Does the world care,Do WE care?We don't share our problems.We solve it on our own,But sometimes problems come back,even when you don't want it... How stupid was i ? HELLO IT'S ME, THE WRITER WHO'S CRINGING AT THE BAD GRAMMAR AND SPELLING OF THE 13/14 YEAR OLD ME. CURRENTLY IN TEARS BECAUSE WHY DID I NOT CHECK THE SPELLING. HOW COULD SO MANY PEOPLE READ IT.

Behind every mean girl...there's a tragedy, écrit par Winchesters_united

The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.

Grey, écrit par Estelle_Ayriz

Dear whatever, Or is it whoever? I don't know, I'm not a writer anyways. Hi, I'm Arielle, but please call me A, I'm sick of hearing my name, or anyname actually, it just bothers me that I'm not actually as special as they'd want me to believe. Who's they? Oh, I don't know, everyone? Society? Whatever, so I guess I should tell you what this is about, eh? I'm writing this so I have something to leave behind, some sort of purpose to stay here, in this world, in this reality. I guess another reason is so that people can understand me? Or anyone like me I guess. To know what goes on in my mind. This will be officially started on June 4, 2017, my birthday, and will end on June 4, 2018. Whatever happens to this book, I promise myself that I won't delete it. If anyone actually bothers reading this, leave comments and suggestions or questions to get mentioned in the next chapter. I will be posting daily, but word count and time posted may vary. May 29, 2017 Monday 11:11 PM Signing off, A

In Love With Blindfolds On, écrit par cjacks1124

I gave the best of myself to someone who didn't have anything to lose. I didn't know how to avoid my lover's toxic and abusive flames. My lover's twisted words were like a maze inside of my head that I couldn't escape. Sadly, my lover's actions hypnotized my thoughts and paralyzed my thinking. I learned the hard way that love isn't leaning in for a kiss, and a fist meets you halfway. Love isn't being a punching bag because someone decided they wanted to beat on you today. Love isn't saying I love you just because someone wants to keep you to themselves. I tried to be there for my lover, but I learned it is impossible to fix the broken pieces when the glass has shattered. There will always be pieces that are not repairable. However, I kept going right back to the person who I needed to walk away from. I was afraid, and I wasn't brave enough to wake up from this nightmare! I made the choice to suffer when life is meant to be lived and enjoyed. Will I find the courage to know my worth and know that I deserve better than the distasteful lies that are whispered in my ears? Will I have the strength to fight my insecurities? Will, I set myself free, or will I let my love be the death of me?

In the Silence, You Exist, écrit par NavSahn

"Some people step into your life like a breeze but leave a storm in your heart." I'm Nat-quiet, distant, lost in my own world. Love was never something I believed was meant for me. I existed like a machine, moving through life without truly feeling. Then, I met her. She's everything I'm not-bright, confident, and always smiling. A star on the field and in the hearts of those around her. And yet... somehow, she noticed me. But love is never simple. She belongs to someone else-a singer, a writer, someone who already holds her heart. And me? I'm just a shadow in the background, watching, longing... hoping for something that may never be mine. Will I ever have the chance to be loved? Or will my feelings stay unheard, lost in the silence-just like I've always been?

You don't know me, écrit par You_Dont_Know_Me9374

⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ Not for the faint of heart, I explore dark parts of my mind and unfurl them for your own enjoyment. All of these stories are true. You don't know me, and you're never going to. This is basically just a shitty diary of my life with very few details as to who I am, Don't want to scare you off. Feel free to read but I don't really care. I'm just a screwed up guy that everyone knows and nobody cares about really. If you can't tell I'll probably swear quite a bit in this so if you don't like that I'm sorry, but this really isn't a good read anyway it's just me complaining about the fact I still exist. Actually no, whilst I did start this to complain about my life, the stories are fluctuating, as I discover I am infact worthy of love, even I don't believe it at all times. I hope you enjoy my rantings. ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️

What Ifs Are My Fairytale, écrit par NiraElice

A Collection of Emotions, Woven into a Tale. See how The What If's of Life affect other and yourself, These are my Fairytales! Enjoy When they close in, when the world turns away. What then? Where do we turn? To each other, but we cannot see in the dark? Isn't that a scary thought, being unable to seek help, to seek refuge, to seek the warmth of another Human being. No, Because you are not alone, another is out there stumbling blindly towards you. Stop your movement and hold your ground, because if you stumble you could fall... 'People do Suffer, turning away from it is just plain cowardice. When somebody needs help you need to be ready to step up and open your arms or reach out a hand. Because that's all it takes to save a life.' Life: Its game that's worth a roll of the die, spin of the dial, and turn of the card. Play it till you cash out, and beware your inner demons.

Broken | KiingTong Fanfiction, écrit par fanfictionalsimp

I thought I had been broken before. Boy was I wrong. I have never been in so much pain. *TRIGGER WARNING* PSA: this is in NO WAY trying to sexualize or romanticize mental health issues. when i wrote this i did not intend that, but i see how it can seem that way. i would like to use it to bring attention to those problems and mental health awareness. i love you all. thank you for so many reads.

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Caged Instinct

Self love, Self finding, Mystery, Fantasy, Short Story I've tried, to be happy, to forget, but it's hard when there's nothing to be happy about and it's hard when it's impossible to forget. The pain stays, and I let it. Days become impossible. It's never ending. All I want is for it to stop. So I can be alone, again. It's a mystery how I can still laugh, How I can put on this act It's been a while And I forget how long I've been faking How can I become real again? How can I find me? In a dream, it's what I need, it's what I've wanted, so how do I make it, reality? How do I get out of this trap, that keeps me, From being happy.