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Its Your Fault

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Leituras 12
Votos 0
Capítulos 4
Tempo 24m

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The problem with people these days is that they dont stop and think about what other people go through. They label people "bitch" or "jackass" without taking the time to put themselves in their shoes. We all are burdened with problems, some worse than others. I, myself, struggling with the complications of every day life...i even struggle with simple things such as smiling or communication. All of our problems make us who we are. 
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Jesse's Girl (COMPLETE), de xHeatLifex

They had both been dealt enough tragedy in their short teenaged lives, more than anyone should ever have to endure. Will two self destructive teens coming together do more harm than good? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I don't know what came over me. The poor guy just asked if he could help and I went all 'crazy psycho bitch' on his ass. I couldn't breath. I needed water. I needed air. Fuck why was is it so hot in here. Was it the fact that the moment his hand left my skin I felt an unbearable need to feel his touch again or was it hearing him ask if I needed help that made me feel helpless and broken once again. I didn't know what it was but I felt like I was suffocating, like the jersey I was wearing was strangling every ounce of oxygen from body. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * This story had been reviewed recently. There are now added scenes and further edits - 2024 *

Can I be happy? (Free x depressing reader), de Yandere_ShadowChan

Being happy used to be easy. I had friends who cared about me and we took this world by storm at a young age.... But there is always that one person that makes my life a living hell. This won't end happy for either of us and all those people who left me will pay. They caused me so much pain and despair that I want it to end so badly. And maybe today.....it will.

White Crayon, de Cirbei

"If you ever feel down, or you feel like your worthless, just remember the white crayon. No one can use one. No one needs one." One second children are laughing and the next someone got hurt. It could be someone else's fault, or purely coincidental. Everyone deals with guilt differently. Some play the victim, using it to play the main character in a story that was never written for them. Some surround themselves with things and people that can turn their mind off for awhile. Others might feel guilty when they weren't even there. They feel like they need to go through something similar or worse to validate their suffering. Others grin and bear it, maybe because they don't have time, or they don't want the time. The day everything came barreling down, Rune Winston was a White Crayon.

So Gone (Ed Sheeran), de SmilingAtEverything

There are times when you don't know what to think or what to do. I guess after being so disappointed and left by the one person you thought could never leave you, you tend to lose the ability to react logically. I know for a fact that I don't act like myself anymore, but I didn't seem to be able to change that. We often get told not to drink too much, but when everything you think about when sober is how pointless everything is, you can be considered as an exception. At least, I think it's better if I can't constantly think about her and how I missed her touch, her words, everything when really, she also ruined me. We're all broken. Sometimes, it's just the reality of life hitting you too hard, sometimes it's someone breaking you. Whatever the cause, we all struggle to live and move on. I just wish I wasn't so alone through this and that someone could help me live with myself.

The Redemption of Maximus, de TonyaDavis240

The world is screwed up place. Everyone in it just wants peace when it isn't promised to nobody. We work for ourselves to try to improve our ways of life only for someone who has more to take it. Everything is about monetary gain and if you don't got the green you better have a way to survive. Help wont come when you need it. There is no home and having shame is a simple thing of the past. We all tell people to have hope. We tell them that if they work hard enough that change will eventually come and with that change they will find their happy ending. I've watched humans kill for that happy ending. I've committed murder when a tyrant thought to torture the only good thing in this world I have ever found in this fucked up place. Even when I tried to save it, I still lost it. Yeah, you heard right. I am no saint. This world is far from cupcake and t ,rainbows and their isn't not one soul that could tell me different. I have had to fight to survive since the day I lii I broke out of an egg into this world. No one has ever known where I came from and from the moment I got here I've never know any kindness. I have always been the odd one out because I was different. I'm not talking different just because the color of my skin. I'm talking different because when I get well and truly pissed I turn into a vicious monster. I'm not talking a kiddie monster like the one that creeps under your bed while you are sleeping or chooses to hide in your closet. I'm the type that you cant get away from. I travel through space and time. If I want you, I will have you. I have the powers of invisibility on my side, and you will never see me coming. There is no one that can catch me because I can poof away at the drop of a hat. If that doesn't scare you than the thousands of scars on my body and my size definitely will. But who cares about that shit anyway. Looks aren't everything. I am Maximus.

I Want You, de Emily_Hail

Hi, I'm Hallie; I am 17 years old and I went through depression from the Abuse I got from my father. You know the usual, feeling as if you're the only person who won't feel loved in life, that nobody's going to care for you, the one in school that's bullied. The only person who has ever asked if I was okay, was my mother. But that was over eight years ago. Yes I was getting abused by my father for over eight years My appearance is different from what you may think. I have long brown hair, grey eyes like my mother's, I'm kind of tan, my height is 5'3. Yes, I am short as well. I'm half Irish, a third Italian and half German. One thing is certain though, I was a burden to everybody who has ever spoken to me. I have no friends and basically this all changed due to me being late for school one day.... ▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️ 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜~ -Mature scenes -Abuse -Sexual Assault -Drugs -Alcohol -Mention of Suicide -SelfHarm -Violence ▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️ If you are ever having any issue with Self-Harm, a friend is or your just worried about someone. These are some places you can contact. National Suicide Prevention Lifeline- 1800-273-8255 Mobile Crisis Line- 704-566-3410 The Crisis Text Line- 741-741 Domestic Violence Hotline- 800-799-7233 Text START to 88788

Theirs More 2 My Lyfe Then You Think You May Know, de patriciahurt12

There's a lot of things a lot of people don't know about my life.they May think I got it bad but they haven't seen bad or know what it is to have it bad.theres secrets,lies,pain,hurt,and truth to every word that nobody would understand what I went through unless they where in my shoes and been through what I been through.

Falling Love, de Grace91874

People always say be yourself and be happy in your own skin right? Well it's hard to be happy with yourself when your me. When people always stare at you, make remarks and embarrass you. You put on a brave face to cover the pain but the pain will escape one day. When a person who respects you and understands you brings out a side of yourself you never knew existed and things change forever. There's no going back once love enters your life.

Types of tears (COMPLETED) , de dali_alvz

Why do bad things happen to good people? A question that his boy is making himself more then ever this days. From the beginning we see a 17 year old boy, struggling to finish high School, filled up with insecurities, mental health issues, a toxic family home, and impossible standards to live up to. He has learn to not only hate his life, but to want finish it off as fast as possible. Close to finally graduating high school his English teacher, Mr Steve, assigns the class a special progect. "To be able to see life through different eyes, and write about it." For this, Mr Steve gets his class to assist a hospital 3 times a week, and assigns each student, with a patient. This is the moment where this boy meets Royal, a cancer sick 17 year old girl, that has lived in a hospital her hole life, but still finds beauty and meaning in it. Through out the report the boy gets more and more involved in Royal's life, spending unfortunately moments together. But through out the journey he asks himself more and more. "Why do bad things happen to good people?" (#2 findingeachother 20/10/2018) --WARNING-- This story contains strong opinions over depression, suicide, and a life in general if you are easily offended please do not read this thank you, I love you.

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Jesse's Girl (COMPLETE)

They had both been dealt enough tragedy in their short teenaged lives, more than anyone should ever have to endure. Will two self destructive teens coming together do more harm than good? ~ I don't know what came over me. The poor guy just asked if he could help and I went all 'crazy psycho bitch' on his ass. I couldn't breath. I needed water. I needed air. Fuck why was is it so hot in here. Was it the fact that the moment his hand left my skin I felt an unbearable need to feel his touch again or was it hearing him ask if I needed help that made me feel helpless and broken once again. I didn't know what it was but I felt like I was suffocating, like the jersey I was wearing was strangling every ounce of oxygen from body. ~ * This story had been reviewed recently. There are now added scenes and further edits - 2024 *