Perfect on Paper
- Reads 157
- Votes 16
- Parts 6
For years, she's chased perfect-because perfect meant she was worthy. Perfect meant she mattered. Perfect meant people would love her.
But when her world falls apart, she realizes perfection can't save her from the emptiness she feels inside. With everything slipping through her hands, failure-and suddenly the life she's built comes crashing down. Now she's left with a question she's never dared to ask-
What if the real her isn't perfect at all?
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
THE LIST
This story tells a journey of a woman trying to fight against her suicidal thoughts. With her love to everyone in her life, she gives life a chance. How? She asks that question all the time when every point in her life tells her to just do it. © Published 20/10/2017Complete
Pure Demise
"My God, how stupid you are Ana. How can you even think about it. I am sure your stupidity is gonna ruin you one day" Taylor yelled. How can you ruin someone who is already ruined I said barely holding back my tears. It started two years back when I was nothing but a foolish teenager who thought love is a feeling inexpressible...oh so pure and considered friendship above all relations. It all started with the same yelling of my best friend screaming at me....at how lame I am. Innocence is what Ana cherished the most but when someone who is close to her just snatches it away, will she be able to survive it or will it lead to her own destruction. This is my first own written story after being a fan of romance fictions. Stay during my journey to find out what happens next.Complete
Almost, Always 🍁🥀
"Almost, Always" 🍁🌹 Some people enter your life like whispers...soft, sudden, and gone before you can hold on. She didn't expect to see him again. Not after years, not like this. Not when she had finally learned how to forget the boy who never truly left her mind. But fate isn't loud..it's quiet, casual... cruel. In a classroom filled with noise, their glances screamed stories. A slow-burn connection, unsaid words, and almosts that could've been everything. This is not a fairytale. This is a memory rewritten..with the ending she deserved.
You And Me, Forevermore
"He was the definition of what you call bad, he smoked, he broke the law, he drove too fast for his own good.He didn't care because no one taught him how to. But when it came to her, he wanted to be the best man.He couldn't bare the thought of her being hurt by him...or by anyone else. He would kill to protect her, the girl who cared about someone as worthless as him in all her perfection". "Perfection... that's what she's always been. Not even her scars could steal the hope in her eyes. She waited for someone. And when she met him, she couldn't help what she felt. She fell hard for him. And so did her saviour. The girl who had a little too much heart to go around. She never thought herself of being worthy of his love. And she'd go to hell and back for the one who loved her fiercely".Complete
The cut that always bleeds
I was what they called a perfectionist. I had everything planned out and wanted a simple straightforward life. Things at home were hectic, disturbed, painful and heart-breaking. I decided that I wanted to stay away from all people that could possibly hurt me. For example, friends, extended family, judgemental neighbours and worst of all, the one I dreaded the most... love. But of course, as any normal story goes, I was unable to steer clear of love. I was unable to steer clear from him. I let myself drown in merciless water, drown so deep, the surface was out of the question. I let myself escape and wonder in his inequitable love, so blinded, so foolish. I thought I could no longer drown. But that day. That one day. That day ensured my belief. That I would forever drown alone.Complete
Between
She's panting, flushed and breathless like something from another century. It hurts to look at her, so stunningly alive in a way he isn't. Almost smiling, too. She has the kind of lips that need undiluted devotion. "You've always looked at me," she breathes. Yes, and he finds himself thinking about ruin. The right kind, like his knuckles against her jaw to shake her apart. Freedom. Maybe in another life, he brushes the hair off her shoulder and whispers, 'Eyes on me.' Maybe in another life, they have time. 𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒊𝒕? 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. She isn't his to protect. He's a cop, she's taken, and rules are rules. But Faro Wyatt has mapped every freckle on her nose and dreamt of the oceans in her eyes. His resolve is weakening. So when the radio crackles with a single call, he's breaking every rule from here on out. C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ morally dark-grey mmc ❤︎ violence/abuse ❤︎ men yearning No cheating Copyright © 2025-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved Updates: at least once every 2 weeks (hopefully more)
This story tells a journey of a woman trying to fight against her suicidal thoughts. With her love to everyone in her life, she gives life a chance. How? She asks that question all the time when every point in her life tells her to just do it. © Published 20/10/2017
More detailsContent Guidelines