The Ugly Of Life
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Life hits hard...
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Poems of Pain and Solitude
For every person out there that was quiet, not because they chose to be so, but because they were choking in the smoke. Because their opinions were apparently not worth anything. Because they didn't know just how to say what they felt. For every person that is consumed by their own thoughts, the derision from the outside world only making it worse. For every soul that was drowning in remorse and anguish on restless nights. For every soul that says I love you in the dark and in the mirror because no one else does. For the floors we would pace while anxiety sunk its teeth into us. For the mirrors that we would break while shame echoed its laugh in our caged walls. For the hearts that would ache while loneliness was the only company. For every moment of pain and solitude in this world that feels too cruel for such young and frail minds.Concluida
Purity
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𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑
{𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗟𝗼𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀 𝘅 𝗙!𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘅 𝗦𝘁𝘂 𝗠𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿} ❝𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙚?❞ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐭. 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 . . . 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 . . . {𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄} {𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘} Highest Rankings! 𝟙# 𝕚𝕟 𝔹𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝟙# 𝕚𝕟 𝔻𝕖𝕨𝕖𝕪ℝ𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕪 𝟙# 𝕚𝕟 𝕊𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝟙𝟡𝟡𝟞 𝟙# 𝕚𝕟 𝕋𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕞ℝ𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕪 𝟙# 𝕚𝕟 𝔹𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕪𝕩ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕩𝕊𝕥𝕦 𝟙# 𝕚𝕟 𝕊𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕩ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝟙# 𝕚𝕟 ℝ𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕪𝕄𝕖𝕖𝕜𝕤 𝟙# 𝕚𝕟 𝕊𝕥𝕦 𝟙# 𝕚𝕟 𝕋𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕞 𝟙# 𝕚𝕟 𝕊𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝟙# 𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕣𝔽𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝟙# 𝕚𝕟 𝕊𝕚𝕕𝕟𝕖𝕪ℙ𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕥Concluida
𝑺𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆!||𝐵𝐿'𝑆𝑀
'𝐻𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑜? 𝑊ℎ𝑜 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠?' '𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞?' '𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑠𝑜' '𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭, 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐚? 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫?' [|☏︎|] 𝑾 𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝑵𝒐𝒗𝒂 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒕𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒔. 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬 𝐱 𝐎𝐂 𝐱 𝐒𝐭𝐮 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 1996 ʷᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ: ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵃⁱⁿˢ ᵍᵒʳᵉ|ˢᵐᵘᵗ|ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ|ᵉᶜᵗ ˢᵒ ʳᵉᵃᵈ ᵃᵗ ᵒʷⁿ ᵈⁱˢᶜʳᵉᵗⁱᵒⁿConcluida
Mixture of Pain
We all go through ups and downs in life! Some of them we can understand while others we just pretend....never even existed! I would love for you to join me and these amazing characters as we unpack their life's into ours. Somebody's situation is always worst then yours.Concluida
Just Kinda Wanna Die ❤️
Poems. This blew up over the past couple weeks so, thankyou 🥺👉👈❤️ I um, just use Wattpad to vent so I wasn't really expecting this thankyou all for your comments it means a lot to me
The Story of How I Died
What if your best friend betrayed you? What if your crush liked your best friend? What if those were the main reasons why you committed suicide? This is my story.Concluida
To Be Torn Apart
For others, growing up means growing apart, but for us, it felt different. We were inseparable, two halves of a whole, convinced that as long as we had each other, we could conquer anything the world threw our way. We were bound by something that felt unshakable-a connection so deep, it was as if the universe had designed us to fit perfectly together. But life has a cruel sense of irony. None of us could have predicted that the very force keeping us together would eventually drive us apart. What we thought was our foundation slowly became the fault line of every crack, every misunderstanding, every silence that grew too heavy to bear. Sometimes love is like that-a double-edged sword. It builds and destroys, heals and hurts, holds and pushes away. And before we knew it, the thing we once believed was our greatest strength became the storm that tore us apart.
For every person out there that was quiet, not because they chose to be so, but because they were choking in the smoke. Because their opinions were apparently not worth anything. Because they didn't know just how to say what they felt. For every person that is consumed by their own thoughts, the derision from the outside world only making it worse. For every soul that was drowning in remorse and anguish on restless nights. For every soul that says I love you in the dark and in the mirror because no one else does. For the floors we would pace while anxiety sunk its teeth into us. For the mirrors that we would break while shame echoed its laugh in our caged walls. For the hearts that would ache while loneliness was the only company. For every moment of pain and solitude in this world that feels too cruel for such young and frail minds.
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