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A true story, a sad one that as to be shared so others don't have to suffer the same fate as that person. Please mind that no names will be mentioned and will have dark subjects, not for the faint of heart.
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CAUTION: I DID NOT PUT MATURE ON BUT CONTAINS SENSITIVE TOPICS OF ABUSE INCLUDING S/A... & probaly some swearing. There will be disturbing sh*t in here. This book is a poem book of my life pretty much. Its my thoughts and emotions spoken in a different suppossed to be more emotional and deeper way then just looking at what happened and crying about it. What happened can never be fixed but I won't let those people go by un-noticed and I hope karma sincerely kicks them in more then the ass someday. I don't wish pain upon no one but I do crave for them to just UNDERSTAND what they made me feel since they all walked away without a scrape, just a smirk on all their faces in the end. Or they're narcassistic. Theres also letters to people who I still think of to this day that will probably never read them but you guys still hold a special place in my heart. This book is letters and poetry to all; people of my past, present, future, and not only just SURVIVORS but WARRIORS too. You're never alone my loves... Welcome to : "Message Not Delivered"Concluida
BAD A$$ LOVE
If you love Trippie Redd you will love this story.Concluida
𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐒
"𝗣𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻.. 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁𝘀, 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁𝘀" © -𝙼𝙾𝙽𝙴𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚂𝙴𝚁 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙳𝚄𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐒 ✍︎︎Concluida
Lucien: the Light That Was Almost Mine
I met him at my darkest. He was light-too bright, too beautiful. As if the world could never quite hold him. He had a mischievous smile, eyes full of stars, and a habit of saying the most ridiculous things right when I needed them. He made fun of me and I rolled my eyes. Somehow, in between the sarcasm and stubbornness, he became the only person I didn't want to lose. He offered me a strange deal. I said yes, mostly out of spite. But then he made me laugh again. He made me feel alive. He made me stay. At that time, I didn't know how much he would change me. Or how hard it would be to let him go. He was light. He was MY LIGHT. Not because he stayed, but because he changed everything before he left... Trigger Warning : Mentions of scumbags hurting children, offing yourself, thinking of offing yourself and getting offed by fate. Please be guided. And just so you know, i have this completed on draft.Concluida
whatever you want
"What you mean? You my forever lady" "Stopppp you're making me smile too hard" PLEASE READ,VOTE AND ALLAT 🙏🏽Concluida
Coffee Heart Avenue Series #2: It's Ending with a LOVE
Loving someone who doesn't love you back show us that unrequited love is extremely painful but it can also help us grow...... *************** This story is work of fiction, names, character, places and incidents are either a product of author's imagination or used fictiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead events or locales are entirely coincidential. This story is written in Taglish and has major major errors, typographical and grammarical. Please be considerate. I'm not fluent. NOTE: PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME!!!!Concluida
To All The Boys I've Ever Dated__ P.S... I Still Love You ✔
𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚍 ✔ 𝙴𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝑰𝒇 𝒊 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒏𝒐𝒘 ... 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒆? 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌.. 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞. 𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐢_𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝. 𝑭𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒐 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐢-𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨.Concluida
Inbetween
Hello, I don't write to inform you or to show you my life story. I write to show that you can move on from the past and let go. The only way you can move on it is to forgive yourself and the people who have hurt your soul. I write for the damaged, to let them know I see them suffering in silence. This book is about overcoming the hells of life and letting yourself enjoy the good things that you have. I wrote this when I was going through a really hard time in my own life. This book was my safe place. It's a place for me to express my feelings and to be 100% open with myself. I hope this makes you think about what you can do to start healing and how we have an effect on others. Treat yourself kindly, and be gentle.Concluida
Stockholm.
[COMPLETED] Disclaimer! Everything in this piece was written on true events and had happened to me (the writer) personally. This piece may contain highly sensitive content and I write this to help myself and spread awareness to sexual abuse, rape, harassment, abuse, manipulation, assault, torture and Stockholm syndrome. Please read at your own comfort. Thankyou for reading.Concluida
YEAR 2020
This is a work of fiction.Names,characters , business , places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manners. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Do not distribute , publish, transmit, modify, display or create derivative works from or exploit the contents of this story in any way. Please obtain permission. PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME!!Concluida
CAUTION: I DID NOT PUT MATURE ON BUT CONTAINS SENSITIVE TOPICS OF ABUSE INCLUDING S/A... & probaly some swearing. There will be disturbing sh*t in here. This book is a poem book of my life pretty much. Its my thoughts and emotions spoken in a different suppossed to be more emotional and deeper way then just looking at what happened and crying about it. What happened can never be fixed but I won't let those people go by un-noticed and I hope karma sincerely kicks them in more then the ass someday. I don't wish pain upon no one but I do crave for them to just UNDERSTAND what they made me feel since they all walked away without a scrape, just a smirk on all their faces in the end. Or they're narcassistic. Theres also letters to people who I still think of to this day that will probably never read them but you guys still hold a special place in my heart. This book is letters and poetry to all; people of my past, present, future, and not only just SURVIVORS but WARRIORS too. You're never alone my loves... Welcome to : "Message Not Delivered"
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