Checking for Water

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MGA BUMASA 25
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Mga Parte 5
Oras <5 mins

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A love story that maybe I won't publish for the fear of the rug being pulled from under me. But alas. I checked, and there's water. I don't know how deep the lake is, but it's crystal clear right now.All Rights Reserved

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What We Bleed

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28 parte
Season 2
28 parte
Season 3
40 parte
Season 4
5 parte

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This is a story about life, finding oneself in unfamiliar territory, losing those we love, staying together with those we love, growing up, hardship, and above all else, finding a way through. Stay strong, dear reader, there may be rough water ahead. **** It is important to note that there is disturbing content in this story. I am not a woman, and I do not presume to know all the hardships a woman may face. I do not intend this story to take away from real stories, nor do I intend to make myself seem somehow righteous in telling of the hardships of others, even in a fictional sense. I only wish to acknowledge the cruelty in this world, and the reality of the suffering of those who suffer, who are hurt, who are victims.

Poetry.. For the broken, misguided, mistreated, abused & sometimes ...in the mood.

A compilation of the world's best poetry, all written in black and white, served best chilled. Sad love poems to make you realize the one thing you've been missing, and when you thought you just had about everything else, the only way you're going now...is not any other way but down.

some short stories, self-proclaimed poems and presumptuous writings

Poems of Pain and Solitude ni words_harm_and_heal

For every person out there that was quiet, not because they chose to be so, but because they were choking in the smoke. Because their opinions were apparently not worth anything. Because they didn't know just how to say what they felt. For every person that is consumed by their own thoughts, the derision from the outside world only making it worse. For every soul that was drowning in remorse and anguish on restless nights. For every soul that says I love you in the dark and in the mirror because no one else does. For the floors we would pace while anxiety sunk its teeth into us. For the mirrors that we would break while shame echoed its laugh in our caged walls. For the hearts that would ache while loneliness was the only company. For every moment of pain and solitude in this world that feels too cruel for such young and frail minds.

im just a silhouette with a fading mind TRIGGER WARNING:; self harm, depression, suicide, mental illness etc.

collection of my written poetry if you are sad it might make you sadder

'I hear it in my ear drums. But I can't seem to convince myself that it's real.' I have no idea what I'm doing. Why am I writing this? I dunno, I felt like it and now I'll probably regret it day by day as I update it. Oh well, time to get drunk off of root beer and write down emotional stuff!

a testament to the troubling winds. my poetry doesn't follow any rules. ✨minimal to no cursing✨depression✨hopeless romantic babble✨ proceed with caution. 2018-2019

Ceasefire Of The Blues ni prettyyychimes

Life can be gloomy and heavy sometimes, but when you least expect it, you may encounter a fresh gust of wind that brings the warmth of love. In those moments, the clouds of melancholy and despair part, and there is a ceasefire of the blues!

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Shoreside

This is a story about life, finding oneself in unfamiliar territory, losing those we love, staying together with those we love, growing up, hardship, and above all else, finding a way through. Stay strong, dear reader, there may be rough water ahead. **** It is important to note that there is disturbing content in this story. I am not a woman, and I do not presume to know all the hardships a woman may face. I do not intend this story to take away from real stories, nor do I intend to make myself seem somehow righteous in telling of the hardships of others, even in a fictional sense. I only wish to acknowledge the cruelty in this world, and the reality of the suffering of those who suffer, who are hurt, who are victims.

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