Dearme Stories

"When the heart is in pain, it doesn't cry. It becomes silent, completely silent"

As I go through life, I have so much to think about and learn. Everyday I'm growing and why not share that with others? I may not be the best writer but when I write, it makes me feel like my words are meaningful enough to share with others. These are just diary logs I wanted to share about my complexed mind and life. I hope you enjoy :)

#DearMe ~ A letter to my younger self for myself.

If I can turn back the time, I will make a different choices... Maybe you will ignore me and I won't be like this... Or maybe things will get worse... Letter for the past

The aftermath of rose colored glasses.

A most personal collection of thoughts. Thoughts, in the form of letters about me, about the future, to the future me. Thoughts about self-discovery and learning that I deserve love and to be loved, even by myself. Thoughts about the future but about the past at the same time, because what is more beautiful than leaving for the future you, testaments of the old versions of yourself. Success, failure, struggling to make peace with your mind. Not fitting in. Thoughts that heal when suddenly written out on a paper-like venom sucked out a wound. Suddenly everything feels calmer and you can stop spinning for just a moment. I don't expect you to understand it fully, but I hope some if touches you and serves as an inspirational tool just as much as a guidance manual.

A collection of poems

Still searching for my future wife.. And the conversation continues. John Michael

A collection of letters written to me by me that I hope people will be able to relate to. Love, B

Well we all know that "There is no friend as loyal as a book" Hence I decided to compile all my feelings and your feelings in this book. So I am writing this book just for the sake of ranting stuffs and writing what you feel. Its just a collection that conveys a thought, describes a scene or tells a story in a concentrated, lyrical arrangement of words. -Sia

Poems by me

random poetry written by riri.

Just a note to future me

a girl expressing the most represent part of her soul. my journey through adolescence, sexuality, heartbreak, and healing. it is all my true love story compressed in a short tale using aliases.

You can read this if you want to.

Start: July 14, 2024

Not my idea. It's my first story, and probably the only one I'll ever write,so please bear with me.

Articulating pain

"Dear TJ..." Life is full of ups a downs, and at 26, I've experienced Quite the rollercoaster; 16 year old me would laugh if 'she' knew... A love letter to the childhood stolen too soon, the teen years lost to obsession, and adult years finally learning who I am. "We've still got a long way to go." *AI does not have permission to use this content*