![[ d r u g ]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/57565201-256-k940152.jpg)
[ d r u g ]
- Reads 151
- Votes 0
- Parts 1
she's too much for me.
TW// almost-r*pe and verbal abuse
All Rights Reserved
#395
asexuality
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
♥︎ A Life of Poetry ♥︎
⚠️Mentions of Self Harm and other such triggering topics are predominant in this writing. ⚠️ All of the writings under this cover will be cringe poetry that will touch upon my feelings and such throughout my personal experiences. All that I ask is you find respect in your heart to let me express being in love from my perspective ^^ NOTE:this is part one of my poems, i'll continue writing just in a different post <3 thank you all sm for the readsComplete
Volcano Meets Tonardo (gxg)
We are told that if it's not perfect it's not enough. We are called insane for breaking every rule. We are told that we should change and only then we'll be happy. We are convinced that there is no going back and hell is our final destination. They have a blueprint of how our lives will end and never a solution to better the plan. I say there is a way out every mess, an alley to heaven. I didn't have to be perfect, I just had to accept defeat and let her lead. She thought I was perfect when everybody else didn't. I fell in love with a soul like mine. My Tonardo... ______________________________________ This is not some holy holy book, It's not rated PG nor Family friendly. I won't be filtering any strong language and/or explicit scenes. LGBTQ+ vibes all the way! Do remember to Vote; Comment and It puts a smile on my face😌😁 Try to copy my work and I'll find you!😑 Feel free to hit me up, Let's communicate! Instagram: @Gala.xy_eyes Facebook: @Mbalenhle Nkuna Email: nkunambalenhle@gmail.comComplete
Riptide /GxG/(Completed)
After leaving an abusive and mentally draining relationship Brittany decides to dedicate her life to her and her daughter Aria, but what she didn't expect was to meet Jazmine Johnson a self-made billionaire who has spent her life rebuilding her community despite the many challenges that were set in place to restrict her. When they meet Brittany decides to dodge Jazmine like any other person, but Jazmine's persistent nature makes it hard to do so leaving them to begin something that would change their lives forever. This union comes with many trials as their pasts, presents and futures intertwine weighing on their already present problems, as Brittany deals with her trust issues concerning Jazmine as well as her ability to be vulnerable, and Jazmine battles with the effects of the seeds she has planted. - "It's you" She announced softly "So I did do something?" I asked thinking back, trying to figure out what exactly. "You're doing everything right" She confessed leaving realization to stand in my mind. "And that scares you?" I asked but it sounded more like a statement, nonetheless, she still gave me a small nod to confirm my words. "What's your fear when it comes to us?" I asked softly. "That you'll hurt me, lie, cheat, change" She replied her voice small and I could tell each word she said held a memory. "I won't, and I know that's hard for you to believe because of past experiences but I'll prove it, we can move at whatever pace you want to,"Complete
Crazy Baby
*Trigger Warning For The Following Things* ~Suicide ~Anything Traumatic(Mental Abuse) ~Bullying ~Alcoholism & Drug Use New Discord Server Link: https://discord.gg/7RYwfzZComplete
Moira
Moira ~ A person's destiny ************************************ I was holding the photo tightly in my grasp when I felt a presence behind me. Ace came closer to me and reached around me causing his chest to press into my back. Before I could control myself, a breathless gasp escaped me from feeling the sparks from the places we were touching. Ace didn't say anything, instead, he took the photo from my hand and backed away. I turned around to see Ace walking back to the couch he was just sitting on. I leaned back against the bookshelf as Ace sat down. Looking at Ace, I needed to know. I needed to know why he had a photo of me from before. Why would he have one when he was the one who rejected me? He hated me and yet he kept a photo of me for years. I felt a feeling of loss like I had never felt before. I was confused and hurt. Why did he have that photo? I had so many questions for him. I whispered, not wanting to break the silence but needing an answer, "Why?" One word, three letters, a beginning of a question. Not enough meaning behind it but he knew what I meant. Even if I didn't know what I wanted it to mean. Because in my head, a thousand questions I needed him to answer. Why did he reject me? Why take a picture of me? Why keep that picture of me for years? Why did he choose Brittney? Why didn't he love me? Why was I not good enough? But instead of asking all these questions, I chose to ask one word with only three letters. Because that one word held all my questions in it. It held the pain that I felt. It held the rejection, the hope, and the anger. Ace looked at the picture, "I needed you." ************************************Complete
If I Try (Lesbian Story)
My life in ruins, this is where I'm at currently. I was living a lie, lying to people and most importantly to myself. You can act straight all you want, you can try to convince yourself that, but no matter how hard you try. The truth is always revealed. What did I do? I stroked her face, and told her she was still beautiful, then I bent down and kissed her. One of those soft, yet deep, gut wrenching, I'll always love you, but I have to let you go, goodbye kisses. Then I rested my forehead on hers and closed my eyes. I saw the past that we had, all of the memories we had together, I took them in, I felt the feelings again, I processed them. Then I saw the dreams that we dreamed for our future, I saw all of our plans that we made, I felt them, I felt the pain of what would never be, and then I released it all. I didn't realize I was sobbing until I felt her hand graze over the tears. I opened my eyes, blinked away the tears I had left, and smiled. She returned my smile. We knew at that point that no matter what happened, we would be ok.............. This is my struggle, this is my journey. Join me for the ride, but make sure you wear your helmet.Complete
Confessions of the Lovestruck
While struggling to fit into their families' worlds, Davina and Elijah find acceptance in each other. But when their families disapprove of their relationship, the couple must learn to stand up for themselves and the person they care for before they let outside influences ruin their chance at happiness. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She glanced back again and there were tears on her cheeks. "I thought you didn't want me..." My heart shattered into a million pieces. I mean, it really felt like I was having a heart attack the way that the vital organ seized up in my chest. The pain in her voice made me want to carve the bloody thing out and give it to her. I set down the tattoo gun and moved so that I was in front of her and she didn't have to strain to see my face. She laid her head on her forearm and looked away from me, so I laid a hand on her cheek before kneeling down so that we were eye level. "Princess, it was never you. I let my own issues get in the way of what we had going on. You are perfect there's nothing I would change about you. I WANT YOU," I told her. Her entire body shook as she cried so that I had to physically lift her off of the bed and into my arms. Her hand clutched at my shirt as she sobbed and I held her tight. I rocked her and stroked her hair. "I'm sorry," she told me after we were sitting like that for a while. "You have nothing to apologize for anything, Princess. I'm the one who should be sorry about making you feel like that. It will never happen again," I told her. "If you give me another chance to do right by you."Complete
Thoughts Of Me, Sorry.
Just everyday, unconventional, uplifting, relatable, sad writings. Take a journey through my head. **warning-may make you unconsciously slip into a corner alone, with sad music drowning you through your headphones**Complete
⚠️Mentions of Self Harm and other such triggering topics are predominant in this writing. ⚠️ All of the writings under this cover will be cringe poetry that will touch upon my feelings and such throughout my personal experiences. All that I ask is you find respect in your heart to let me express being in love from my perspective ^^ NOTE:this is part one of my poems, i'll continue writing just in a different post <3 thank you all sm for the reads
More detailsContent Guidelines