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My story about selfharm...

xxCutsandscarsxx

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Parts 4
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xxCutsandscarsxx

This is basicly what i went thought and what im fighting know....Help me fight!!I hate bullies and they make people regret things they do or mabye they dont?But share this story and show that your NOT alone XxxxAll Rights Reserved

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Simply Me by Sleeping_tight

You think I would have learned when I first laid eyes on them. Hey, my name's Tara and all I've ever known in life is how to ruin things. Have you ever felt so alone and lost that you wanted to scream until you couldn't just so someone could hear your cries. That's how life feels for me. Well it wasn't always like that. It started when I met the "Magcon" boys. It was all fun and games until they began to hate me. It all went down hill from there. Tormented by them I felt like I was going to break at any second. Why can't they accept me? Why can't they let me be simply me?

THE END by inks_and_dots

Everything was perfect in my life. But life is full of imperfections, isn't it? And this made me regret everything I had, I have and will have. Maybe I didn't deserve it all. And now you are about to read my story. But it begins with..... THE END

Tough Love (Completed) by Killjob

"Will be there in 20?" The message from Dean reads. My brain says I should text back saying 'I will rip your balls off if you come over' or 'I am not a sex toy, you could come over and use me as and when you please' or at least a simple 'No'. But I don't. I squat next to my bed and pull out the white powder to numb the pain. I told myself that I am done with Dean and I am going to get my life back together. I cleaned up, battled withdrawals and even improved my grades. One text from him and I am snorting coke. Why do I do this to myself? Why do I let Dean treat me like trash? Why do I set myself up knowing that it's only a matter of time before he will run back to Sherley leaving me in limbo? Why? l have asked myself the same question a million times but I couldn't come up with an answer that I can use to justify myself. When it came to Dean, I was a masochist. I let him use me and discard me without any fight. Dean was my first Friend. Kiss. Sex. Love. Everything. I wanted to be his everything too. I was his first Friend. Kiss and Sex but Love.. that was Sherley. His family chauffeur's daughter. I want to be a better human and say I didn't hate her. But I am not. I am just human and I hate her with the ferocious of a thousand sun. I hate that she plays him like a fiddle and he dances to it. I hate that they fight for silly reasons and Dean comes running to me. I hate that I let him in even when I know she will reel him back in no time. I hate that he is my weakness and Sherley is his. I wished that my best friend would turn to be my lover. But he just ripped my heart out. It time to let go and move on.

Reality by EstherOgbonnah

Life itself has it's own opposite, it's either you're a good person or a bad person or you're full of positivity or you're full of negativity. All about this story is my imperfect perfect life with my boyfriend who people would say is obese and as a ten I shouldn't date a two but I didn't care about that. Sometimes human just got to try something or someone to see if they will like them and not judge.

POV - Crazy by Lau_Ra_SB

I hate being the new girl! I always end up getting in trouble because of that one handsome asshole. Or two... And stop judging me, it's NEVER my fault! Well, almost never... Sometimes? #OkItsAlwaysMyFault #ShutUpAndRead ----------------------------------------------------------- /!\THIS BOOK CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL REFERENCES!/!\ THIS STORY BELONGS TO ME AND IS PURELY FICTIONAL.

My Hater, My Lover (Book One) by mignoncobra

I'm slammed hard into a locker. I lose all ability to fight back. I've been down this road too many times to count. I close my eyes, wishing myself anywhere else but here. I expect the typical hit to the stomach, but instead I get the warm pressure of lips against mine. My eyes shoot open. I try to pull away but his hold on me is too strong. I cry out but I can't help hate myself by how good it feels. His kiss is tender and sweet. His tongue pushes into my mouth and my wrists are held above my head. When did my hater become my lover? Book two of the story can be found in my works, "Speed Demon Billionaire"!

Saved by sunrise_shawn

"I've realized, over the past few years of high school, that people are like vampires. They suck your dignity, self-confidence, and your self-esteem right out of your body, like it's blood. They infect you with the poison of hatred, greed, and selfishness. You can't escape their venom, as it's always there, lurking in the darkness, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. I've learned to deal with the sting of the bite, as it never goes away. I tried to not be infected, but the poison spreads like a wildfire, eating away at every inch of your body, until you disintegrate into nothing, and you're forgotten." 🏅achievements🏅 as of 12/30 - ranked #68 in suicideawareness as of 12/30 - ranked #888 in anxiety

The Other Side by Buriedinmusic

I actually did this story about over a month ago, I had just accidentally deleted it, so......yeah. Don't judge please! But, needless to day I am doing the story again so please read, if you like cool, if not, cool. I just love writing. So this story is based off of the villain's perspective. Here we go. No-one has ever loved me. Not one, except my mother, but she is dead now. Because of one word. Humans. They think they know everything, always trying to better the world when they are actually destroying it. Yet they blame me for everything, everything. Not one of them is different. They're all the same. I should know, since they are always out to get me almost every single day. But why do they blame me? I don't know, it's just in a mortal's nature to point the finger at someone else. It's stupid though. They know nothing of my story. Nothing of the Other Side.

Jesse's Girl (COMPLETE) by xHeatLifex

They had both been dealt enough tragedy in their short teenaged lives, more than anyone should ever have to endure. Will two self destructive teens coming together do more harm than good? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I don't know what came over me. The poor guy just asked if he could help and I went all 'crazy psycho bitch' on his ass. I couldn't breath. I needed water. I needed air. Fuck why was is it so hot in here. Was it the fact that the moment his hand left my skin I felt an unbearable need to feel his touch again or was it hearing him ask if I needed help that made me feel helpless and broken once again. I didn't know what it was but I felt like I was suffocating, like the jersey I was wearing was strangling every ounce of oxygen from body. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * This story had been reviewed recently. There are now added scenes and further edits - 2024 *

~Trust Me ~ by insanelysane2552

"I want a divorce." And just hearing him say that my whole world that seemed to revolve around him stopped. Gathering myself I barely managed to speak in a voice that even I could not recognise. I couldn't comprehend anything going around me. "Wh..hy?" As soon as the words left my mouth he threw the file and the photographs spread across the floor. And those photographs had me in compromising positions with not one but several men. Looking at those photos I looked straight into his eyes. Disgust and hatred. The only emotions I could see. Taking a deep breath I composed myself and tried to keep my face void of the emotions I felt at that moment. Hurt and immense pain. If he didn't trust me then he has no right to see me vulnerable too. "Is this the only reason why you want to divorce me? No other except this?" It was foolish of me to ask him but I had to make sure. Also for me trust comes before love. If he doesn't trust me I don't even want to save the relationship. "Is this not enough you whore? What else can I expect from a slut and a gold digger like you! I knew it from the start that all you showed was just a facade. Your innocence, kindness, it was all fake. I just don't believe how can I be so dumb." Was I hurt? No I was broken beyond repair. My heart ached. I felt like I was seconds away from collapsing. I had far exceeded the limit of hurt and pain. I was so powerless in that moment that I couldn't even fight with him. Love makes you strong. I have heard and felt that countless times but they always forget to mention what comes after that. Love makes you weak too. I couldn't shout at him because I loved him. But I had to be brave. For myself. ************************************************** Is love enough for two people to be together or is there something more important than love? This is story of Xander and Sophie who loved each other but still couldn't be together. Because more important than love is trust. © All rights reserved

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Simply Me

You think I would have learned when I first laid eyes on them. Hey, my name's Tara and all I've ever known in life is how to ruin things. Have you ever felt so alone and lost that you wanted to scream until you couldn't just so someone could hear your cries. That's how life feels for me. Well it wasn't always like that. It started when I met the "Magcon" boys. It was all fun and games until they began to hate me. It all went down hill from there. Tormented by them I felt like I was going to break at any second. Why can't they accept me? Why can't they let me be simply me?