Obscure Emotions explained
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As complex beings we have complex emotions some of which are basic like anger, fear, sadness, disgust, joy, jealousy etc but we also have emotions that are obscure and felt but we can't explain them, these types will be explained in detail and you might be wowed at just how you will be able to relate to them.
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The Perfect Affair
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Dear Journal...
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Tears hurt more than words .
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Her's (Jungkook Ff 18+❗❗⚠️)
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Secrets of an Assassin: Scorpion
Memories..... How sweet they are..... How bitter they are..... All so bitter sweet..... this does have mature content. please be aware of this. Thank youConcluída
exhale.
From my mind, to the page, with some editing in between. Thoughts, rants, blurb etc.Concluída
Singed - My demon
A happy childhood, a so-so adolescence. Then adulthood arrived, and everything went to hell. And by everything, I mean it. Grown-up life is truly a wonderful, dazzling adventure! A job that drains your soul, stripping away any will to live while fueling a more or less justified homicidal instinct; depression knocking at the door with a lovely bouquet of red roses and, last but not least, the remnants of a social life buried somewhere under my shoes. Not the ones I'm wearing now; those are slippers, big difference. I mean the pretty ones in the cabinet that I haven't touched in five years. Love can be destructive. It catches you, ensnares you, devours you, and if you're unlucky enough, it leaves you standing in nothing but your underwear before reducing you to ashes. I had made peace with my "and she lived single, forever unhappy but safe" fate. A house, one, four, eight, maybe twenty cats and a future as flat as a heart monitor that's given up the ghost. No joys, minimal suffering, because there's only so much a heart can take before it calls it quits. And honestly? Fuck it, I'd been through enough. ... But he changed everything. In the worst, most terrifying way possible. From this abyss, I may never climb back out.
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