Afterall she was me...
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Gemini, twins having two faces, one is pretty and calm while other is monstrous and wild. we all have that one twin within us who is polar opposite to our true self.
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Remember us?
We were everything to each other once secret-keepers, dreamers, two halves of the same heart. But then you left. Or maybe I did. Now, you look at me like I'm a stranger. Like the memories we built don't haunt you the way they haunt me. We're nothing more than rivals, two people who push and pull, who fight like we never bled for each other. But hate is just another form of love. And no matter how much we try to forget, the past has a way of catching up with us. Because deep down, we both know some people are impossible to forget.
𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙊𝙎 𝙊𝙁 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙏 ✓
• 𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝘾𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 • 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 🪴 • 𝙁𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙧 • ✓ • 𝙋𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 • ✓ • 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨 • ✓ • 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 • ✓ . . . . Before reading the stories I would like to tell you that I am a writer by passion and English is not my first language. . . [All The pictures used in this book belongs to the rightful owner©]Concluída
That One Special Girl (Hikaru x Reader) {Discontinued}
You're a simple commoner. Never did you think of yourself as anything else. Yet, there's one certain red headed twin that would disagree. (Sorry, I suck at summaries).Concluída
Two Lines | ✓
❝They weren't alike, but poles apart connected to form two lines...❞ ----- [Completed] [Heavy Editing Ongoing] [Third Person Limited Narration] ----- © 2016 Suganthii Story Cover - Designing Pattern and Creative Idea © Suganthii Media attached to this story belong to their rightful owners and are not violated by any means.Concluída
Tattered Souls
Sometimes two souls that belong together are so afraid of the connection, that they drift apart. I hope you all enjoy this story and don't hate me for the rollercoaster that you're about to ride ☺️ 18++Concluída
Transitioning
Four different girls. Four different lifestyles. Four different hearts. Four different experiences. But one mutual feeling.Concluída
I Just Like You!
In the beginning of my youth. I gave away my heart to you. I always knew this love for you was just an hopeless wish. It was impossible for us. But I still couldn't stop this heart from beating wildly for you. In fact what I like is not you but your most beautiful moment engraved deeply in my heart. Whether you like it or not. I will always continue to guard that most cherished moment between us. Just let this liking of mine for you accompany me for the lonely second half of my life. I just like you. [Keywords] 1, This is a mutual but unrequited short love article. 2, This is Not Yuri.3, There is no definite male lead. 4, This is Not harem. 5, Intention is to not give up your life even if you encounter set back in love life. 6, This is a inspirational unrequited youth love article. 7, Life is precious don't waste it on that name of love that is not mutual. 8, This is a true love essay done after omitting and adding something.Concluída
Self-Destruction
Fake a smile, No one knows you're broken. Fake a smile, it's easier than trying to explain why you're sad. Fake a smile, lie and say you're fine, it's easier then trying to explain why you do what you do. Quotes, Stories, Entries and Poems about what it's like to be depressed, alone, suicidal etc...Concluída
We were everything to each other once secret-keepers, dreamers, two halves of the same heart. But then you left. Or maybe I did. Now, you look at me like I'm a stranger. Like the memories we built don't haunt you the way they haunt me. We're nothing more than rivals, two people who push and pull, who fight like we never bled for each other. But hate is just another form of love. And no matter how much we try to forget, the past has a way of catching up with us. Because deep down, we both know some people are impossible to forget.
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