Ashamed Stories

I am more than a diagnosis.

I am from India. And here we have huge families. As in you might be genetically far from each other but still if you share the surname to be specific gotra and your great great grandparents were related then you people are considered cousins. You are cousins. And it is a sin to have romantic desires in such scenarios. My story is somewhat similar. Our protagonists are each other's far away cousins. They share a surname, they share the gotra. So it is expected that they consider each other as brother and sister. But when you meet that brother/sister of yours once a year you don't actually believe you are a family. This story is about what happens when their path interacts, not once but so many times, and the feelings that develop aren't brotherly or sisterly.

This is a ramble jamble of my views, thoughts and opinions. If you are religious or a conservative, this will most likely offend you. Feel free to read or ignore. It's your choice! The later posts focus less on my opinions and more on events in my life, and poems about how I feel. Kinda like a little lookie-loo into my life, a diary I guess? Anyways, enjoy!

Poetry about my experiences as a lover of alcohol I've never thought I'd become a writer, so here are my skills after three years of writing and accumulating over 300+ pieces of writing over the years. This is still my writing in its purest form, and I revise it here and there but this is where I'm at and it helps me unleash my evil side of my brain. Sometimes it get dark here, sometimes it's vulgar and brainwashing. I talk a lot about my depression and things I wish occurred. No I am not self harming but yes I do talk about it sometimes. I am battling alcoholism and lots of childhood trauma and current trauma. Hope you can understand and support my writing because this is my life now. All of the writing is mine, I have an Instagram page you can check it, @NeonDraems • some cover art doesn't belong to me. Most credits to Pinterest •

We all have a reason to live // But life itself has no meaning // The ghost knows, for it wails all the form's life into salty waves

Basically a sequel, just with a celebrity twist! You request a name and a situation 😊

You think you know someone? Ask. Then you'll know.

I use to Dream, but my dreams have become only wishes that have now just begun overflowing its Wishing Well. What happened to this boy that was full of dreams that turned into a life of mental pain. I know what happened to him, since I'm that boy now wishing for things that never seem to materialize.

omar fanfic lowercase intended

beware of frights that chill to the bone ♥ warming experiences that live in your heart live with the dead kill the living

Have you ever thought about the reasons stopping you from the things your heart wants to do but you don't do it because of fear... Think about it

Poem

8 April, 2023 I was scrolling through google news feed. Suddenly a headline caught my eye. Comedian University titled ''My Country Name''. Eg - Comedian University of "My Country Name". I was surprised. Later, I watched it very carefully. Oh no, the headline is Canadian University of "My Country Name". I am ashamed of my nonsense eyesight for thinking stupid thoughts. In fact, my eyes are the reason for my poor vision. Anyway, I chuckled to myself for a moment. Always remember - Canada is the beautiful country ...

I actually performed this piece in front of over one hundred people and they seemed to have really enjoyed it.I sincerely hope you do too. x✌♡

A simple fanfict

"Kaya kung talikuran ang lahat, masunod ko lang ang isinisigaw ng aking pusong nagmamahal." -Hannie Larania.