Hunger and Highs (BEING REWRITTEN)

Hunger and Highs (BEING REWRITTEN)

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hun·ger ˈhəNGɡər/ noun 1. a feeling of discomfort or weakness caused by lack of food, coupled with the desire to eat. verb 1. have a strong desire or craving for. Tyler has always known the first type of hunger, but that's because he's always thought of himself as too fat. However when he sees an eccentric red head boy on the streets where he's walking home, he starts feeling a different kind of hunger. Tyler is also a rich kid so everyone thinks he's the happiest alive. high 2. great, or greater than normal, in quantity, size, or intensity. noun 1. a high point, level, or figure. 2. a state of high spirits or euphoria. Josh had always known what it was like to be high. From weed, to cocaine, to any kind of pill he could get his hands on. He knew he'd never stop until it killed him, but why did the boy that was struggling with his own problems seem so adamant to keep him from doing those things? And why did Josh feel a different kind of high around the boy? Josh has also been a poor boy, so no one ever really paid much mind to him. A story in which Tyler struggles with anorexia, anxiety, depression, while Josh struggles with his drug addiction and depression until both of them get help from the other. WARNING! This story WILL contain; gay slurs, suicidal thoughts, eating disorders, drug paraphernalia, bullying, some bad language, sexual activities, and that should be it. This story is going to be from real life experiences!
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"You were worried about me, Specs?" He smirked. "No, Tyler. I hoped that someone cut up your corpse and fed it to paranas. Obviously I was, you idiot! I'm a doctor. Worrying about people is kind of programmed into my system. It's a curse if you ask me," I surprised myself a lot more than I thought was possible with my answer. And what did he do? Laugh! He fucking laughed! Not full on rolling- on- the- floor laughter but a laugh nonetheless. "This isn't funny, Tyler." "It kind of is. Almost a month ago, I would've sworn that you hated me. Be careful, Specs," he squinted down at me, "or you might actually sound as if you like me." I rolled my eyes. "Don't flatter yourself. I was concerned. Don't confuse that with affection. It's two very, very different things." *** When you think that all is not lost in the world. That not all men are pricks and that not all sushi is bad. When you think that there is a light, no matter how dim, at the end of the tunnel. When you think that life isn't the ruthless bitch you've always thought it was... It turns around and bites you in the ass. When you think that the past will always and forever remain where it should be... It comes at you from every direction. Like a violent tsunami destroying everything...and everyone in it's path. Can you change what happened? I wish. Can you stop what's going to happen? God! I really hope so.

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