Network of Dreams
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- Partes 6
Every day I wake up in a different house, a different place, a different body, with a different schedule, and different people. With the only things the same being myself—my thoughts and morals in my head, my soul— and my one blue and one brown eye, I live inside a sea of thoughts and emotions, I live in my head. I don't know anyone but myself; yet I don't even really know myself. I don't even have a name, and even if I do, I don't know it yet.
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Mr. Cold-hearted
I am dead inside but I just ignore it all, until something happens. I met someone and now I need to fight with my inner demons... and discover myself.Concluida
The thoughts of a black teenager
Might as well call this a memoir of my life, all the real, boring and sad parts of me shoved in public for all eyes to see. Who am I, that's one secret I'll never tell You know you love me, xoxo (I couldn't help it)Concluida
Coming out
Well one of my good friends suggested I wrote a story or little biographical piece of my journey, experiences and feeling throughout the whole process of 'coming out'. I will also speak about all the feelings I felt and when I actually realized I was gay and how I've felt emotionally and how I've grown to this very day. Obviously this will be a gay piece of writing but nothing too extreme, but still I do recommend you refrain from reading if you don't like anything linked to homosexuality.Concluida
Diaries Of A Directioner
I tried to end my life, i was alone. No one was here with me. I just wanted a friend. This is my diary, my only friend, the only thing that knows me inside and out. And this is my story.Concluida
Walking on Egg Shells
This is the autobiography of my life with my narcissistic mother. I want to show others who are going through the same pain that they are not alone and that there are others who understand. I'm hoping that this short autobiography will assist others and also assist me with my healing process.Concluida
Evolving
My not-quit-finished-just-getting-started-very-messy-and-awkward story. I've done quite a few things in my life, some good and some bad. Most of the memories that are stuck in my brain are the bad ones, but some are so amazing that I need to share them. And that's what I'm doing. I'm telling you my story.Concluida
The follower
I decided upon many decisions to become concealed into this new life, i shut out the rest of this world for one, one person that changed my life forever, and yet, im the only one who can see him...Concluida
In ESTJ's house, everything runs like clockwork-schedules are posted, rules are clear, and order is the foundation. Yet, despite their differences, everyone somehow coexists in perfect harmony. Some thrive on structure, while others constantly challenge it. One keeps everything organized, another loses things within seconds. Some wake up at dawn, others stay up all night lost in thought. One follows the rules religiously, another bends them just enough to make life interesting. Discussions turn into debates, debates into chaos, and yet, by the end of the day, laughter fills the house. No matter how different they are, they all find a way to balance each other out. Because, in the end, this house isn't just ESTJ's-it belongs to all of them.
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