Cauldron of my thoughts!

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Parts 80
Time 1h 45m

My mind is always up to something , cooking something up :)  
  This is my cauldron ,where random strings of my thoughts will find their homeAll Rights Reserved

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“We are all in the same game, Just different levels, Dealing with the same hell, Just different devils”

My very random thoughts, that range from songs to mai struggles without WiFi to a snip it into mai life

It's a mystery how exactly you got to the point that you owe the devil himself so many favors. You won't tell a soul, and he seems to enjoy keeping the reason behind it all a mystery. So if the Devil tells you to jump, you ask how high. If the Devil tells you to run, you ask how far. If he tells you to follow him, then you will, all the way to hell and back.

Unpredictable (completed) by Angels-Books-

Brush my teeth, get dressed, go to school and do homework. That's what my life was about, occasionally going to parties. But when a new kid comes to school and turns your world upside down, your best friend turning into your enemy. And me, turning into something that isn't exactly human. Things could get pretty strange. Especially with a life like mine. It would take a lot of work to actually survive, but to live at the same time is just exhausting. But it's all worth it. I can now call my life one word: Unpredictable.

Basically some random dumb stuff, because random dumb stuff is my specialty. :P

Sometimes love finds us in mysterious ways♥️

i write this story for some reason, well i really love to write a story such like this. like this? i mean mystery one. this story of mine was a real imagination, it's just products of my mind. Advance thanks to all those readers might found the interest in my story. Again? Thank you😊

My Demon Mate (BoyxBoy) by xXBrokenRecordXx

I knew I was a freak, I'm weird not stupid - even if I did act like it half the time. It wasn’t normal to be like me, to be afraid of things everyone loves, needs to survive even. I had always been afraid of it for some reason, among other things of course; I would rather die than have to face my fear. Everyone knew it but no one cared though did they? I was just another stupid kid in this stupid foster home. Another stupid kid that had been ‘dumped’ and no one wanted. At least, that's what I thought.

I start to dig for my fire, to find it and set it free. I take another breath. It brings me down Deeper Deeper Deeper Deeper Found it.

I was normal. Now I am a creepy pasta.

Slender Man

“We are all in the same game, Just different levels, Dealing with the same hell, Just different devils”

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