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possessive

Leituras 4,923
Votos 104
Capítulos 12
Tempo 2h 14m

Leituras 4,923
Votos 104
Capítulos 12
Tempo 2h 14m

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Once you start- you can't stop.
 It takes a hold- gripping tight
And
 Once you’re gone- theres no turning back
 It's a one way ticket
Down the pass of destruction
 A one way ticket
Down the pass of no return
 
what could drive a girl to the edge? what could make one crumble beyond thinkable? what could lead one to complete and utter destruction? not many can answer this question, but if Katie isn't strong enough to reject the temptations she will find herself facing, she will surely find out... 

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Someone New ✓, de wambuimuiruriii

"There comes a point where you no longer care if there's a light at the end of the tunnel or not. You're just sick of the tunnel." - Who I am doesn't matter. How I got here doesn't matter. What matters now is I'm getting help, right? That's what they tell me here. They tell me that the road to recovery feels like a terrible butt fuck, but the fact that you're on the path to begin with, is all that matters. So as I sit in this circle of fuck ups, I realize just how different I am from them. I didn't attempt suicide because my mother was a crack addict who didn't want me. My father wasn't abusive. I didn't have a sibling die in a car accident. I was never really bullied either. I attempted suicide because, for the first time in years, I thought I had found something that could make me feel again... and after not feeling much at all for far too long, perhaps I went a bit overboard

Limitless, de chaelisas5

It only takes one moment to change the course of someone's life. One moment to link two souls forever. That moment came when I pulled her out of her darkest hour. The tragedy that threatened to swallow her whole and shatter her innocence. Save her. Protect her. Love her. I vowed. Ten years later, my vows are the same. But I'm different She's different We're different. And the feelings threatening to break free have the power to destroy everything. I'll stop at nothing to keep her safe, but what if the very thing she needs protection from ...is me? *** Reupload *** Lisa gip

The Death Of Me, de HannahxGracex

A girl has her problems, no matter what happens. There will always be a biological problem with a girl, even if she denies the problem’s existence. She will have your days whenever she is down. Her problems... killing her soul little by little. But she doesn’t always want the death to be apart of her. As she fights her depression, the numbers of scars rising and the blood being lost, Ever-Grace finds herself losing herself. With the departure of her friends companionship and her boyfriend’s love, will she ever be the same ever again? Will she ever be in love with herself like she used to be? With sanity ever be apart of her everyday life like it used to be? Will it come so easily like it once was...? Will anything ever be the same like it used to be or will it ever not? There are so many questions to be answered but nothing that the tendency of being answered. As time passes by with all the stupid emotion, she loses herself. She loses the love for herself that might never return. Or will it? Nothing is guaranteed. Not even the death of me.

The Day That Changed It All, de KathleenAdams

Elizabeth Anders is 16 and she has depression. She believes she can't go on anymore. The only thing that is keeping her going is her family and One Direction. Although when some girls start picking on her at a concert she is at breaking point. But will something happen, that might just change her? Or will it bring her right back over the edge?

Depressing Happenings, de svenjapompeo

Every beginning is hard, especially if you have to begin a second time. This story is about a young women who has experienced a lot of depressing happenings and she has to manage it. She has a really good friend who tries to help her. Will she make it? And what exactly happened to her?

To: Normal , de Chauxx

She is a special girl but she doesn't know it. Then an unexpected twist happens in her life forcing her away from the life and people she loved. She meets many people whom she'll never forget. Although once her life seems to become normal and the dust has been blown away, she has the biggest problem a girl can have. Love. Will she follow her heart or will she go down the guilt trip road?

Written in Blood, de PebblesPebblesPebs

I did the one thing I promised her I would never do, no matter what, and now she hates me. She absolutely despises me and she's doing everything in her power to make my life a living hell, even if she hurts herself in the process. Even if it gets her killed. Not that my life wasn't a living hell before she started on her quest. It was. It has been ever since she left me and took my heart with her. Ever since she's turned into one of us. As per always, I will be putting trigger warnings below, and I will add to the list as new potential triggers become relevant to the story. Always feel free to let me know if I have missed any. TW: Strong language, blood and gore, murder, themes of suicide, sexual content, violence, very unhealthy copings mechanisms (e.g., alcohol and drug abuse), panic attacks. Disclaimer: this story will not portray a healthy relationship.

Forbidden, de chaelisas5

Three years ago, Lisa Manoban walked away. After a whirlwind, steamy affair, my mothers' best friend broke my heart. She said things were too complicated. Messy. Wrong. That we could never be together. I knew she loved me, but the fear of ruining our family was too great. With too much at stake, she sacrificed our hearts and ended it. Now she's back-and she still wants me. She still loves me. But now, I'm engaged to another. *** Reupload *** Lisa gip

Best Life, de KxkWk_

After her life reaches new lows, Katie moves on to try and make a new start. Her grief follows her and her unbridled anger threatens to take an even tighter grip on her life. Until she meets Adam. Can he show her a better way to handle her grief? Can she learn to trust him? Will his mesmerising smile be enough? Will she discover what having the best life really means? ________________________________________ I have issues. Lots of them. But I'm mostly angry. I'm too much for most people. Just the way I fucking like it. It's much better for everyone to just stay the hell away from me. My safe happy angry life. So why does the universe insist that we keep crossing paths? And why does he insist on fucking smiling at me every single time? ________________________________________ I have to admit, when I first laid eyes on her at the bar, I could barely breath. She was stunningly beautiful without even trying and although she left without saying a word, the way she looked at me with those pretty eyes had me hooked and wanting to be able to see her again. I wondered about the who, what and why she felt like she needed to run like that. Her obvious defence tactic is that angry scowl she wears like armour, protecting herself from any harm and dissuading anyone from attempting to get too close. I plan on getting as close to her as fucking possible, if she'll just stop running.

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"There comes a point where you no longer care if there's a light at the end of the tunnel or not. You're just sick of the tunnel." - Who I am doesn't matter. How I got here doesn't matter. What matters now is I'm getting help, right? That's what they tell me here. They tell me that the road to recovery feels like a terrible butt fuck, but the fact that you're on the path to begin with, is all that matters. So as I sit in this circle of fuck ups, I realize just how different I am from them. I didn't attempt suicide because my mother was a crack addict who didn't want me. My father wasn't abusive. I didn't have a sibling die in a car accident. I was never really bullied either. I attempted suicide because, for the first time in years, I thought I had found something that could make me feel again... and after not feeling much at all for far too long, perhaps I went a bit overboard