Until The Sunrise
- MGA BUMASA 365
- Mga Boto 61
- Mga Parte 8
Every second of the night has different emotions, some of them are dark, and some others are just there...
The emotions are starting to take over now than the sunset shines one last time...
It's time to survive this long night; no sleep, just feelings, until they all collapse with the sunrise.
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Short Stories
Just a few of my short stories written when I was growing up. The themes are often sad and dark. I don't know why that is, but this was just a phase. Let me tell you, the sun always shines in the end. The images are not mine. Credit goes to their owners. No copyright infringement intended.Kumpleto
Can You Not: A Series Of Poems Written From Memories Of A Semi Hurtful Past
Poems from the heart that encase the emotions of an anxious, panic ridden fifteen year old girl who doesn't really have any experience with real love or heartbreak, but thinks she does. What I've learned from my "experiences" is that we get from a situation what we give to a situation. Even though, yeah, it's fucking hard sometimes to try and get over something or someone, we have to get over it at some point, or else what would be the point of waking in the morning and sleep in the night? There would be no point in anything. So try and beat what you thought was impossible to beat, fight what you thought was impossible to fight, and conquer the sickness you feel inside.Kumpleto
𝐍𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐄'𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 / 𝐉𝐀𝐘𝐊𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍
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Under The Lights But Never Seen (agere)
I'm so tired, but somehow I keep going. I lost my mom at 18, lost my job a few months later, had my girlfriend break up with a few days before Christmas, and now I have two stadiums that rely on me for everything. Between work and racing, I don't have time for anything, there's barely enough for sleep. I had no idea how bad everything had gotten until my entire world suddenly stopped.
We're Broken People
Maybe you don't know it yet, maybe you haven't noticed it, maybe you haven't felt it. But all of us, are broken somewhere on the inside. We've all been sad at one point or another, or depressed, or lonely. We've all been broken. ______________ Just a collection of short stories and poems by a sad teenager.Kumpleto
𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑆𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑖𝑡! 𝐿𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑡 𝑎 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑔𝑒, 𝐾𝑖𝑎𝑟𝑖 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑥𝑖𝑒𝑡𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑐𝑖𝑟𝑐𝑙𝑒! 𝑆𝑒𝑎𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑜𝑡ℎ ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑡 𝑎𝑡 𝑎 𝑑𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑏𝑦 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑘 ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑝 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑛𝑖𝑎 𝐿𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑑𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑠!
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