Personal Writings by Jak Crayne

Personal Writings by Jak Crayne

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Welcome one and all to my Collection of writings. I truly hope that you find some form of enjoyment and benefit from reading my works here. If you like what you've read, please share it as you'd like, as I could very much use the good reviews (IF YOU DO SHARE ANY OF MY WORKS, PLEASE REMEMBER TO ALSO GIVE THE CREDIT OF THEIR WRITING AND DESTINATION WHERE IT BELONGS). I write of my Faith, my Adventures, My Everyday Life and the Daily Struggles and Obstacles I endure and survive due to my Mental Health issues and I am open about it all. I hope that you, any of you, may find what you are seeking within the works I have shared. Included within is a series and collection of some writings and poems and other random literary articles that I have written myself and collected over the years. Each piece is unique and has my own style of intonation and eloquation. I do my best to let how life happens to me and around me drive my writing, and that tends to determine what and how it comes out to be. Be it a random paragraph of what seems to be nonsensical whimsy, to pain driven words thay resonate In your heart. I hope that my words gathered within bring you some form of joy, happiness, understanding and acceptance as they are meant to do.
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𝟏𝟖+| I was said to be 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞... 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. I had heard it so much in my life that it had manifested into a truth that remained rock solid in my brain. It consumed every surface of my body and mind like a deadly cancer It had become a promise to myself. A reminder. A standard. It was a rule applied to every person in my life, except him... He was the same as I was; no matter how different our outside identities were. We were cut from the same cloth on the inside. There was no denying that he and I were both broken souls left in a broken world. Both craving an eternal slumber before we met, but his darkness played so well with mine that suddenly it began feeling more like light, warmth, goodness... a happy ending. "...𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗳 𝗻𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝘀𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲... 𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂," --------------------------- Partying. That was the one thing Chandler did best, and everyone in town knew that. But when one of her parties get out of hand and the cops are called, she's in for a rude awakening as she comes face to face with the new guy in town: Officer Herrera. He's wasn't like the usual officers she dealt with, and she finds that out quite quickly as she gets dragged away to jail for the night. They both wish to never see each other again, but there was something stronger than their dislike for each other keeping them together. The stronger their dislike grows, the more attached they become, until the lines become so blurred that they can't tell the difference between hatred and love anymore. They could say they hated each other, but if anything, a small part of them knew it would turn into love. If that love would last once everything was revealed... It was only a matter of time before they found out. ----

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