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Formation of Me!!

Constellation is a group of stars that appears to form a pattern or picture.

Here,

Constellation is a group of events or feelings that had appeared to form a teenager, more specifically the poet - Me. 

Stargazing is a great way to escape the stresses of everyday life. It provides a peaceful and calming environment that can help reduce stress and anxiety. The act of looking up at the stars and contemplating the vastness of the universe can put your problems into perspective and help you feel more relaxed.

I'm not talking about the real celestial bodies.

TW : slight mentions of blood, ED, underweight, crime etc.All Rights Reserved

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Side By Side by Roseismy

As I gaze up at the night sky, the stars and the moon seem to be near, as if they are within arm's reach. However, the reality is that they are separated by vast distances, much like many things in life. The truth can sometimes be elusive, and it can be challenging to discern what is truly close to us. I can't describe the feeling of being alone, but I can show you. It's like the world we are always with people around us, no matter what we do. Yet the tiniest feeling of loneliness lingers. Are we that far apart, or maybe we are just like the stars trying to reach a moon, yet never coming close enough? I wish this was all so easy, but I know that even the biggest things are always hard to find. The journey of friendship is like a never-ending circle, yet it can come to an end in one fell swoop. I kept looking for my moon, yet it was always staring right at me, shining and showing me the way through these dark days. I'm barely a star, yet the moon warms my heart.

Blood Orange Periphery by PienPouwels

My suicide had been two years in the making when I decided not to follow through at the last minute. Over the past decade, I've written poems, books, short stories, fanfiction and hundreds of thousands of words, but nothing felt complete. This collection of selected works was meant to be my final offering- the only thing ready for posthumous publication. Blood Orange Periphery includes poems written in the months preceding the end-that-didn't-happen, some of my best teenage scribbles, and journal entries that chronicle the transition from death-planning, to recalibrating life.

A Touching Of Lips (BoyxBoy) by mossfordgreen

Why does life come with so many different possible answers to the same question? Which answer is the correct one and how do you know for sure? Finding your true self, amid all the decisions you're forced to make in growing up, is quite a battle, isn't it? I was doing okay. Really I was. Then I literally bumped into him and that was it. That was when everything changed. My life took a new turn and became an exciting adventure. I found myself swept along in a sea of change that I either had to swim along with, or sink and drown. It was a no brainer to swim but fully embracing the changes to the way I thought and felt was quite a journey. This is my story.

Searchlight: A Book of Poems by wavesailor

|I'll send a star to the place where you are Won't you carry it with you? Dear lonely moon| - [DEAR MOON] STATUS: CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF REARRANGING

(Gxg) This Is How You Get Her Back by vanillaVDE

[Completed] Sometimes, exes come back, and so do forgotten feelings. And if the universe hates you enough, it's your girlfriend's first love who shows up. And as much as you try not to, you end up screwing up. Then your once guarded and secure 2-year relationship ceases to feel that way anymore. It's always been about chasing the girl who's taken. This time, it's about the one who's losing the girl, and the journey of trying to win her back. (Copyright © 2016 by vanillaVDE; I do not own any of the photos used for the story. Message me if they are yours so I can take them down or give you credit. ❤️)

JEFFREY AND BILLY by itzkhloekadija

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The Stars Are Beautiful - Wattys Winner 2019 by evereros

THE STARS ARE BEAUTIFUL - Recipient of Wattpad Watty's 2019 Award OF ALL THE PARTS of me that fell in love with her, my memory won in the end. It loved her when I was only a grain of sand being scrawled into a map of possibility; before I knew my own name or the sound of my mother's voice, my memory locked with the most beautiful laughter between heartbeats and fate. Years after her Soft Goodbye, my memory is still a begging child, constantly tugging for a revival. And while the image of her remains evergreen within my mind, the world has grown quieter without her, and, in a way, so have I. When someone you love dies, that's exactly what happens, and with a resilient memory such as mine, I'm only left with a double-edged choice: remember to keep her memory alive inside of me or forget and be forever restless with this void. Both have consequences that I may suffer in defeat. This kind of alone is far different. This kind of alone has taught me I was once a cosmic kid fighting for falling skies, burned-out stars, and trails of dust. There is so little magic without her. There is so little fight within me. But still, my heart beats. It dreams. It wonders. And most dangerous of all, it hopes, because, despite its smallness, this hope is still a great something.

The Falling Stars by LonelyComets

"For every tear that fell from her eyes// A bright star came falling from the sky" Just poems.... uhhh... yeah :) Poems that basically pop up in my head at like 3am ... and are formulated over an hour or two. That ... or it was inspired by a dream :) Highest: #8 in Poetry, #37 in Poem (AGSJHAGSJGAJSGJH THANK YOUUUUU) (Started: 3.04.18) #TheCosmicAwards2018 #pearlawards2018

Punk flowers: A novel (on Amazon) by ElizabethSaturn888

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Appetizer ( wattpadprize14 ) by michelebaci

I’m not a fighter in the traditional sense. I will suffer first, and sort out the pain later. But I don’t give up. I grew up in a bubble of privilege, while all I’ve ever wanted to do was live underground. Everything started early. The name-calling pushed me into becoming anti-social. I spoke exclusively to my worst best friend and the alternate persona in my head. I spent years like this, feeling completely alone. I convinced myself that I didn’t need other people. I would become smarter than them, reading and studying. I would find my own fun, watching late night TV and going to concerts. I wasn’t just sad. I was depressed. And the reason seemed insignificant. It all started over the loss of some playground boyfriend. I tried to be anorexic, but instead I wound up eating more. I wanted to stay asleep and avoid the tragedy that replayed in my head everyday. I was sick of the world I was in. I wanted to commit suicide. One day I heard a song on the radio that introduced me to a new genre of music. It was an electric shock to my system, and suddenly I had a reason to go on living. I discovered that melancholy was perfectly normal. I understood that I had the power to change things, and navigate my own future. Appetizer is a memoir of extreme social anxiety. It is approximately 350 pages (78,700 words). I have also written an extensive outline, detailing each chapter. Appetizer chronicles the anguish that many have experienced growing up, while emphasizing the importance of never giving up hope. The story offers solutions in not being able to relate to your peers, or anybody else for that matter. By reading Appetizer, I hope to help people feel less alone, and gain a more empathic understanding of humanity as a whole.

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Side By Side

As I gaze up at the night sky, the stars and the moon seem to be near, as if they are within arm's reach. However, the reality is that they are separated by vast distances, much like many things in life. The truth can sometimes be elusive, and it can be challenging to discern what is truly close to us. I can't describe the feeling of being alone, but I can show you. It's like the world we are always with people around us, no matter what we do. Yet the tiniest feeling of loneliness lingers. Are we that far apart, or maybe we are just like the stars trying to reach a moon, yet never coming close enough? I wish this was all so easy, but I know that even the biggest things are always hard to find. The journey of friendship is like a never-ending circle, yet it can come to an end in one fell swoop. I kept looking for my moon, yet it was always staring right at me, shining and showing me the way through these dark days. I'm barely a star, yet the moon warms my heart.