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❛ if today is the last day of the world, I think I'd have the most fun with you ❛

In summer of 1997, I remembered vividly how it all started crumpling down. 
I watched as she slowly lost her memories, as she let go of everything and as that beautiful voice asking "who are you?" 



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Besties For Forever✔ by MegaNutella

|•~•|"Friends, like... How close we are.." I said in a hushed voice. I wasn't showing weakness. "Of course! Megan what kinda question is that?!" Skylar smiled, placing a hand on my shoulder. "I just thought..." Skylar cut me off. "Megan, we're besties and nothing can change that." I looked to Skylar, a confused, amused, and shocked look on my face all at once. "Megan, we're besties for forever and nothing will ever change that, do you have the common sense to understand?" Skylar said. Laughing, I shook my head yes. "Yeah, besties for forever...." I smiled, waving goodbye to Skylar as we parted ways to our buses.|•~•| |•~•|•~•|•~•|•~•|•~•|•~•|•~•|•~•|•~•|•~•|•~•| Megan was simply sat next to a girl named Skylar in 4th grade. They clicked almost immediately. Megan had seen Skylar around but never said anything until now. Megan and Skylar did many things together, and we're lucky enough to get into the same 5th grade class. But would their friendship become more? '•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•' This story is told from Megan's point of view and is NOT 100% cannon to We'll Prove Them Wrong.

Diary Of A Depressed Being by Zackhere

This diary consists of short 1 month period. The girl, Emma confides in her feelings, her thoughts, her day and her tragedies. There are going to be twists and a really sad ending. Live this one month with Emma. Understand the kind of woman she is. "It's 1st of December, 2012. I received this thick black spiraled diary as a gift from my late mother. She always said that this diary would show me more patience than people and I should write my heart out when there's no one special enough to listen... to confide in. It was my 12th birthday. I'm 16 now and guess what? I really don't have anyone to share my crazy thoughts or stupid feelings. If I ever start doing it... People would assume me mentally sick and tie me to a chair and start stuffing me with aspirins and sedatives. And that's definitely not the way I want to go down. So, I'm just starting to write in this diary until and unless I find that special one to share everything and nothing with."

Sanely Yours by Ashra45786543

-- PROLOGUE "Let me get this straight. We have nothing in between us, except for the deal we made that day" he spoke in a monotonous tone. "I am the one carrying your name behind me; we are married. how can you say we have nothing in between us? Huh" She yelled at him, tears blurred her vision, and she spoke her heart to him. "For god's sake, this marriage was to save you! Can't you get that? I did not do it willingly, I do not love you!!" He yelled back at her, shattering her heart into pieces. "Why can't you just love me?" She spoke, as she cried the tears of hurt, and pain. Her heart thumped loudly due to the shivering sensation She felt all over her body. "I never made a commitment to you, or gave you any false hope, neither did i say that i love you. Did i?" He asked her, in a very cold tone. She looked at him through her teary eyes. It's getting difficult for her to even breathe. "It was your eyes, the damn eyes. Who gave me the false hope. They say, "Eyes speak the truth," but what about mine? Couldn't you feel the sincerity within them, expressing my deep affection for you? Why didn't you see the love shining in them? Was it too complex to understand? Couldn't you notice the warmth as they gazed at you? They search for you in every corner, If only you realized how they silently echoed the emotions I couldn't articulate. They say, "Eyes never deceive." But what about yours? They played a trick on me when they met mine, painting a facade of a world that wasn't real. They made me feel loved, Leading me into a belief that crumbled, louder than your spoken promises. Why did they betray me? Was it your eyes or you that masked the truth?" He stayed still, not moving or saying anything at her statement. --

She Lays Down [h.s.] by StylisticMoods

"She lays down on the bedroom floor The chemicals that make her love don't seem to be working anymore"-The 1975 Her fingers hover over the keypad, desperate to say something but not knowing at all what to say. There are so many things that she wants to say to him, so many things that she'd already said aloud and that she'd talked herself into saying to make sure he knew how much he'd hurt her, how much he was still hurting her. But it was pointless. He doesn't want to listen and he hardly even cares. She's just wasting her breath like he's wasting her time. Edited chapters will be marked with this symbol: * [Any reference of lyrics to She Lays Down is copyright to THE 1975, I do not own any part of the song nor do I claim creation rights to it.]

TAUHIDA ✔️ by Deedi--

He turned abruptly to face her, she was already getting on his nerves. "What in the name of Allah is wrong with you?" he asked with a sigh."You don't get me, do you?" he asked again trying to be clear. "It is you that don't get me, if you did, I wouldn't be here in the first place" she voiced narrowing her eyes on him. "Then leave" he seethed glaring directly at her. "Is that a challenge I hear?" she asked holding her waist with both hands. "Take it as you think of it" he voiced walking away majestically. she groaned and murmured softly beneath her breath but it didn't remain unheard to him "He knows I can't, grumpy" she said and he found himself smiling weirdly to no one in particular. ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Just like scattered stars trying to cluster again, just like the scars trying to heal with love, just like the swirling storm breaking down all bounds and just like the blinking starlight shining on a mirror, this story is also a mirror of life. Cold secrets will be clamped just like the break of dawn. Despite all odds, underneath their ventricles and cuticles is an undying love for each other. Just stay tuned with me so I will prove once again how fate can actually change the hearts of two people, Tauhida Al-amin Borodo and Sayf Hakeem Elnafaty @ "Tauhida". Lots of love Deedi-- ❤️

Enough | ✔️ by AgentSpud_008

#1 enough #1 notenough #3 in lifelessons #15 relatable "They say you regret the things you didn't do more than the things you did do in life," I whisper, glad that I can still form a coherent sentence with him so abnormally close to me. I would barely have to extend my arm halfway to touch him. I become painstakingly aware of every movement, watching his dark eyelashes flutter with every blink. He moves impossibly closer, eyes still concentrated on my lips. I swallow anxiously, forgetting how to breathe. "Well thank fuck for that," he mutters, before a hand against the back of my neck pulls us together. --- Never put effort into anything, I told myself. It will never help you. It will never beat those around you. You will never be competition for those geniuses. You will never be wanted by anyone in your life because there's always someone better than you. You will never amount to anything. You will never be good enough. I will never be good enough. And then I met Slater. Began: 2nd September 2016 Completed: 9th April 2018 (+585 days)

A Gentleman's Kiss by seikiunne11

Fall in love with a writer and you are instantly immortalized in her work, in her mind, and in her heart. Memories of you will never die as it will be re-read, relived, and will rekindle all emotions felt as if they lasted forever. ❤ Dedicated to A.R.R. whom I've been friends with since June this year. Some parts are really based on reality: what we do, how we talk, and that genuine feeling of happiness when I'm with him. Although for the sake of literature, I had to tweak some details a bit. Enjoy reading. :)

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐒 (𝓖𝓸𝓳𝓸 𝔁 𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻) by kurooswetwipe

Gojo Satoru never fell in love. Yes, there were flings and countless hookups, yet there was never a sense of promise or faithfulness in the air. Every women he had met in the club either wound up getting fucked to sleep, with him disappearing the next morning, or receiving a number that they would text, to which there would never be a reply... until a few weeks after saying something like hey, my place tonight? x or the other. All of this would end at an art exhibition in Tokyo. "You ain't even ask for my name, Shades," the woman murmured, hands now behind her back. Oooookayy. Gojo nervously chuckled, feeling the red creep up on his cheeks. "I was just about to do that, Miss..." "Y/n. It's L/n Y/n." She fluffed her hair. "And I moved here a month ago." Her sudden coldness was a shock to Gojo. Yes, plenty of his past flings had played a game of hard to get, yet he'd never met a woman so... uninterested?

The Forgotten Memories by lowtensionsuika

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The Return of Gojo Satoru | Gojohime by gojohimestyle

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Besties For Forever✔

|•~•|"Friends, like... How close we are.." I said in a hushed voice. I wasn't showing weakness. "Of course! Megan what kinda question is that?!" Skylar smiled, placing a hand on my shoulder. "I just thought..." Skylar cut me off. "Megan, we're besties and nothing can change that." I looked to Skylar, a confused, amused, and shocked look on my face all at once. "Megan, we're besties for forever and nothing will ever change that, do you have the common sense to understand?" Skylar said. Laughing, I shook my head yes. "Yeah, besties for forever...." I smiled, waving goodbye to Skylar as we parted ways to our buses.|•~•| |•~•|•~•|•~•|•~•|•~•|•~•|•~•|•~•|•~•|•~•|•~•| Megan was simply sat next to a girl named Skylar in 4th grade. They clicked almost immediately. Megan had seen Skylar around but never said anything until now. Megan and Skylar did many things together, and we're lucky enough to get into the same 5th grade class. But would their friendship become more? '•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•'•' This story is told from Megan's point of view and is NOT 100% cannon to We'll Prove Them Wrong.