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Trapped Caged in Control (#Wattys2016)

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Parts 14
Time 1h 9m

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Friend or foe?

They are meant to like each other, but it is indeed quite the opposite.

Blood is smeared on the window frame, revealing the Narcissist.

Footprints lay in the dust, but no one has been there in years.

The screams are deafening, always followed by an Echo

When you realize the passion of utter hatred leaves you left with one word 

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Everyones Obsessed* by Cie1_5

The past carries an unjust history. Immoral actions mark the present. The future holds untold consequences. Bad things happen to good people, and good people do bad things. | | || ||| ||||| |||||||| ||||||||||||| You, of all people, should understand the obsession. Whether it's the endless hours lost to a screen, the compulsion to scroll through forums, the need for that next high, the haunting grip of past trauma, the fixation on someone unattainable, the pursuit of a fleeting feeling, or even the inexplicable attachment to something as simple as frogs-obsession has woven itself into every corner of your life. •__ •_ •• •_• •_• • •••• / ••_ • •_• I have done terrible things because I let obsession take over me. It wasn't always that way. It started as a lie; it became true one day. I told myself I was in control and could stop anytime, but I only lied to myself. I was powerless. I never wanted to hurt anyone; I hurt him and myself. Now, I'm left with the wreckage of my choices. I wonder if there's any way to get things back to how they were before. Xgbs bqf zpv patfttfc xisg? To us, they are just another random person: the letters carved on the table, the artist of old graffiti, the person who also walked into the restroom, the reason the trash is full, or the garbage thrower on the side of the streets. But to them, they're the main fucking character in their own story, and each mark, item, digital trace, and photo they have makes a fragment of their existence. We may never know their face or name, but the traces they left remind us that everyone's lives intersect, creating a vast web of connections; unnoticed or not, they are never truly invisible. Dy32Al43Dy44|Dy11Al99Dy33|Dy44Dy87Dy22|Dy01Dy87|Dy87Al11Dy01Dy33Dy01Dy01Dy33Al21|Dy32Dy55Al01Al43|Dy21Al99Dy11Dy21Dy65Dy55Al77Dy43|Dy21Dy87Al21Dy33Dy01/

Revenge of the Forgotten by enchantedrose03

A young man is troubled by a dark secret and haunted by nightmares of a bridge and a vengeful spirit. His past is marked by a murder he committed-a drowning that took place on that same bridge. As the hauntings grow stronger and more violent, he must confront the reality of his actions and the supernatural consequences. He needs to uncover the twisted mystery behind the haunting and find a way to stop the cycle of violence before more lives are lost.

(Ghidorah) -Book 3 Of Dyvercity by Fabtabulous22

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Dear Blood by Yeopink

Dear Blood, Oh, blood, my love, a paradox you are, A symbol of life, a tragic scar. You flow and ebb, a constant dance, A whispered promise, a second chance. I see your beauty in the sunset's glow, A canvas painted, where passions flow. You stain the earth, a fertile mark, The lifeblood surging, leaving its stark. You whisper tales of battles won, Of ancient wounds, beneath the sun. Of hearts that break, and tears that fall, The poignant echo of a lover's call. In every beat, a silent plea, A symphony of life, for you and me. I crave your touch, a feverish need, The warmth that flows, a whispered seed. My love for you, a crimson stain, A tapestry of passion, etched in pain. For in your depths, I find my soul, A love so fierce, it takes control. So let the crimson tide flow free, A testament to your love for me. For in your veins, my heart resides, A love eternal, where passion abides. Love, Natty. _______________________________ Inspired by Liver leaf ⚠️Warning ⚠️ * This Story contains disturbing content* Do not read if sensitive Published April 2nd 2022 Republished: June 4th 2024

The Unexpected by JJNiles

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Psychotic Obsession by KLRavenWood

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Playing With Knives- LoZ by dis_cat_ded

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The Last Of Me by slimthereaper

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The Book of Ineffable Dreams by verechelen

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Everyones Obsessed*

The past carries an unjust history. Immoral actions mark the present. The future holds untold consequences. Bad things happen to good people, and good people do bad things. | | || ||| ||||| |||||||| ||||||||||||| You, of all people, should understand the obsession. Whether it's the endless hours lost to a screen, the compulsion to scroll through forums, the need for that next high, the haunting grip of past trauma, the fixation on someone unattainable, the pursuit of a fleeting feeling, or even the inexplicable attachment to something as simple as frogs-obsession has woven itself into every corner of your life. •__ •_ •• •_• •_• • •••• / ••_ • •_• I have done terrible things because I let obsession take over me. It wasn't always that way. It started as a lie; it became true one day. I told myself I was in control and could stop anytime, but I only lied to myself. I was powerless. I never wanted to hurt anyone; I hurt him and myself. Now, I'm left with the wreckage of my choices. I wonder if there's any way to get things back to how they were before. Xgbs bqf zpv patfttfc xisg? To us, they are just another random person: the letters carved on the table, the artist of old graffiti, the person who also walked into the restroom, the reason the trash is full, or the garbage thrower on the side of the streets. But to them, they're the main fucking character in their own story, and each mark, item, digital trace, and photo they have makes a fragment of their existence. We may never know their face or name, but the traces they left remind us that everyone's lives intersect, creating a vast web of connections; unnoticed or not, they are never truly invisible. Dy32Al43Dy44|Dy11Al99Dy33|Dy44Dy87Dy22|Dy01Dy87|Dy87Al11Dy01Dy33Dy01Dy01Dy33Al21|Dy32Dy55Al01Al43|Dy21Al99Dy11Dy21Dy65Dy55Al77Dy43|Dy21Dy87Al21Dy33Dy01/