Stop Sign Series
  • Membaca 109
  • Suara 2
  • Bagian 1
  • Durasi 22m
  • Membaca 109
  • Suara 2
  • Bagian 1
  • Durasi 22m
Sedang dalam proses, Awal publikasi Mar 25, 2015
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It's about how something can seem like a hurtle to get over, but, it's just so damn hard. It's about how our experiences shape us and who we are. Depending on how we react with these experiences, we cope with them in different ways. It's about what we feel. Something may be "easy" to get over, but it never really is. 

We all like to think we're strong and independent, but it can be so fucking hard to not talk to someone or not need help getting through what is "easy".  We all let it out somehow. You just need to find the way that works best for you, without hurting yourself in the process. 

(Writing is what works me. So look alive sunshine. If you need anyone, I'm here. But for now, I've got these with me, my biggest fears.)

Trigger Warnings: 
-Rape
-Self Harm
-Physical Abuse
-Anxiety
-Mental Ilness
-Death
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"I wish I had never met you!" Deepika's voice echoed across the classroom, each word a dagger to my heart. "Excellent! At least we finally agree on something!" I fired back, even as a tear betrayed the storm of emotions within me. With those final, stinging words, Deepika stormed out, leaving a heavy silence in her wake. The classroom felt like a graveyard, and I stood there, rooted to the spot, desperately wishing I could chase after her and demand the truth. Maybe letting her go was the right choice. Perhaps this is meant to be my unfinished love story, a tale of what-ifs and almosts... ✨ No Deepika. This can't be his bike. Not Arjun's. But I couldn't deny what I saw-the familiar brown Royal Enfield, now twisted and crushed. My heart hammered as I circled around, hoping, praying it wasn't true, until my gaze landed on the number plate: TN56 0809. Arjun's bike. Deepika! Stop imagining things! Arjun would be fine! I felt the world shift, the noise around me blurring into a single, deafening hum. Ambulance and police sirens echoed, and a stranger's voice broke through: "Two boys. Spot dead. College students." I clutched my chest, gasping for air as reality slammed into me. "Arjun..." I whispered, barely holding myself together. Tears stung my face as I sank beside the wreck. "No, Please, No!" My voice cracked as the weight of regret settled in, suffocating me. ✨ Ex-Crush: More than just a crush, but a little less than love. ✨ Arjun and Deepika were hopelessly in love-only they never realized it. Will they find their way to each other, or will their love story remain forever unfinished? ✨ Join Arjun and Deepika on a journey back to those dreamy college days-days where every moment felt eternal, love was unspoken yet ever present, where friendship bloomed like wildflowers, offering a sanctuary from the harsh winds of reality. Come, wander with them through the corridors of college days, where the echoes of laughter still linger.