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friendship teenager tragedy

I used to believe that if I simply followed what they said, my life would stay peaceful. As long as I avoided absurd thoughts and chose the safest path to survive.

But then I met her, and the way I saw the world slowly shifted. In the end, she kept giving up everything all for my sake. Look at her, how foolish she is?All Rights Reserved

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My FaCiAl Disorder by LIFE---118

How quickly everything ended by just a single day, I was just like any other girl in the world- laughing and hanging out with friends, taking endless selfies, having crushes on bad boys and nerds included. I was confident, maybe even a little vain. I never thought or cared about how I look. It was just mine. Normal. Easy. But everything changed in one single moment- a moment filled with fire, screaming metal, and a blur of terror that rewrote my life. I survived. Everybody says I'm lucky but this, this doesn't feel like survival it feels like a punishment, a curse. A curse that am willing to carry all my life. The accident left me with permanent facial disfigurement, and ever since, I've been stuck behind a mask I never asked to wear. My face is the first thing anyone sees, and sometimes, it feels like the only thing they see. I avoid mirrors now. I no longer go out i miss how I would go out whenever I felt like it. I can't risk being stared at- the quick. Friends faded. Invitations stopped. Of course this would stop, who would want to invite the hideous me. I would scare everyone worse ruin their appetite. That's how everyone reacted the first time I went out. What did I expect. Life moved on for everyone but me. My mom is the only person in my life right now, the only person who hasn't looked away. Shes' become my anchor, my only link to the world I used to know. Even with her love, it's still hard to silence the voices in my head, the ones saying I'm hideous, broken, unworthy. I miss my old smile. I still haven't done anything in life. This isn't just my appearance it's about everything, it stolen my self- esteem, my confidence, my ability to feel like I belong anywhere. I dont feel beautiful anymore, it's not like I was that beautiful but I was myself. I don't even feel like me. This is a constant battle with the mirror, with the world, and with yourself. And most days, I'm still trying to find the strength to look up to.

for my consideration by onthislove

nothing in my life has ever been mine, any of my choices, my favourite things, the people i've been with, my body that somehow seems to belong to someone else, anyone else. it's all my fault though, i was meant to fight it, i never should've let myself fill the mold that was laid out for me. now it's too late, i ruined the first real relationship i had, one that showed me and everyone who ever underestimated my desire for commitment, mainly my parents, to have no fear. i can settle down. well, i thought i could at least for the past two years, not anymore. so i chose to invest all of me into something bigger and now i'm in the waiting room of a company where i applied for the job i want to be mine. i didn't listen to anyone else's input, i didn't really let them weigh in, the decision is mine. after further consideration, that's not the full truth, maybe i no longer want to be hired for this position if it means it could also be hers. the woman i met in the bathroom earlier. our conversation barely took a few minutes, but it was enough to make me wish i never started it, to make me want to erase everything i've put into this since submitting my CV. the way she carried herself and how composed she seemed, especially compared to me at that moment, were stronger than the illusion of sympathy and comfort she radiated. i hate when i can't read people and she is an example of the reason. it causes me to feel weak and that's how she must've perceived me, which is why it's the way i currently see myself. everything is, in fact, going down the drain. she might have as well chose to spit in my face with her perfect mouth. i imagine it would feel less degrading than the cold stare and apathetic words. i probably would've thanked her. that's fucked up, isn't it? i shouldn't even be thinking about her right now. i'll never see her again. disclaimer: description of an abusive relationship (not the one between the main characters), other sensitive topics such as grief.

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More Than This by Starcrossed_J

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The night we met by add_UwU

When the night was full of terrors I was still there And your eyes were filled with tears I was there to wipe them (Ah no this isn't some classic sad shit) This is a y/n and c/n story no shit Sherlock This is story about college best mates who unite after a total of 2 years on a very intresting day of 12th March. After two years both of them were financially stable and were getting the chance to explore there lives. How come she loved for 4 years and still couldn't confess? Or maybe she did? "LiFe CoULdn'T gEt mOrE uNfAiR " Life is great It's just I make bad decisions Y/n not the typical poor shy girl She's a rich women not a CEO or some but have looks, hobby, personality, money and basically "that girl". But oh boy when I say she sucks at socialising I mean that shit. C/n a nice green flag guy Just like Y/n but is good with people and Socialising. Not really serious about relationships Like they don't last long but when it comes to Y/n he's a simp. He in simple words love her No drama Just their chaos. "Don't be sad I saw a bitch wearing yellow with purple and that too a sweater on a sunny day" "BruH that's what I was wearing yesterday" "Shit I didn't mean it" Ofcourse they love each other to the extent but the friendship they own was rare.. what was the fear stopping them to confess "YOU JUST CAN'T FIND BESTFRIENDS WALKING THROUGH THE STREETS I VALUE FRIENDSHIPS BECAUSE I LACKED THEM MY ENTIRE LIFE " Your life isn't a movie don't complex things That's the thing You know in movies that you'll not get rejected Like if you get rejected by your own god damn best friend you've no one else to cry about it You know the time we spent together if possible I could relive it in a loop forever. That's funny, I bet you won't do that Yea because I'll put my last effort to make new memories with you till the end of the line.

The Bullied Mate by allthebooks103

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I Felt Used by LatinaNCali

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