Deprived Stories

BEING RE MADE !!!!!)

Random thoughts of mine. Maybe you can relate?

So, lemme explain this to you folks, the writer of this story is currently under the heavy influence of cynical humor, self-deprecation of the stand up comedians she's been watching for probably more than 2 hours and way too much internet for the day. She's not at her best. Doesn't help that she can't sleep right now. Put up with me if you decide to read this. I'm loopy with sleep deprivation, but I just can't manage to sleep.

When the silence gets louder than the words ever did. When staying starts to feel like disappearing. A reflection from somewhere in between.

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Avley's life is at it's worst. Her friends made fun of her so she's been avoiding them as they have to her, She never does anything right, and her whole world is people screaming at her. She has no loyal friends and nobody to trust. Can her world really break down?

Just a sad girl who wanna share her favorite depressing quotes..... (note: do not read if easily triggered...)

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Just a short cute poem about the number one thing that keeps me up... i know, I know... it's bad. In fact I wrote this poem at 2 in the morning! :o

ew no please don't read.

Technoblade/Dream (or) Techno&Dream ---- Technoblade was pissed. He wished the sound of the gold chains hanging from his cloak made more of a clatter to emanate the frustration he felt. To disrupt the quiet night around him. But alas his annoyance only increased, the cold nipped at the tips of his ears and his boots hit the cobble path. Pink skin barely flushing and his feet being used to the abuse he continued. ---- Basically a story w touchstarvation. Kinda bad Sorry There are no sexual activity. Its mainly hurt/comfort. !!!TRIGGER WARNING!!! Chapter 2+3 This is about • t o u c h. s t a r v a t i o n • please read at your own risk. I don't know how to do trigger warning - but just incase then I'm putting this - i got anxious af even writing this so please be careful :/

Please do not read if you are already having suicide thoughts, and Please, Please, understand there is always the other answer. Really. I'm with you. ☺

This describes the way a introvert self-concious boy observe himself, his relationships, his interests and his surroundings... And the way he becomes a Man, for the woman he wants to belong...🥂

Oh. Hi there, I didn't expect you to be here, either way I'm Elle Gransteir -- by the way you read that as Ell-e or Ell-y -- I'm the main character of this story, of whatever plot that idiot author have prepared. I'm 18 years old ,or maybe 19 in the next 3 months. The flow of this story is simple, I'm just an average student at University of Medical and Health Sciences, or in short UMHS. I'm at the last semester of my "Highschool", but as the time goes by, or you can say: since from the beginning, nothing is going my way, except falling deeper into the abyss. I know I'm being vague, but there is more to this story than meets the eye. You're being warned now, you can go back to those stories that you've been reading up until now, but if you're interested in this story, then... Welcome, I will now tell you the story on how I now continuously stare into the abyss, and how I've embraced it.

A collection of poems that originated from a mind broken with love.

~I'm going to be writing poetry about my FtM transgender boyfriend and out gay relationship as how I am FtM transgender as well. This does have to do with LGBT obviously so if you don't approve of that then don't read. Thanks.~

Just a book where I share what's going on and an area where everyone can vent about anything <3

poetry

There are questions that come in textbooks, and then there are the ones that keep you up at night. They don't have clear answers. They don't fit on a multiple-choice test. They don't go away just because you grow older. In fact, they grow with you. This book is a quiet conversation with those questions. Whether you're falling in love for the first time, wrestling with what your future means, or simply trying to figure out why it hurts to care so much; these thoughts come like waves. They aren't always loud. Sometimes they're just... lingering. You've probably asked yourself: "Why do I chase people who don't want me, and ignore the ones who do?" "Can I love someone even if they're far away?" "Why do I feel guilty when I want something better?" "Is it okay to be young and still think this deeply?" These are not weak questions. They are brave. They're not immature. They're human. This book doesn't pretend to have final answers. Instead, it offers clarity, reflection, and most importantly- perspective. Each chapter takes a category of life we all struggle with: love, family, selfhood, and the messy in-between spaces of relationships. You might read this from beginning to end. You might jump to the question that hurts the most. Either way, this book is not here to fix you. It's here to sit with you, think with you, grow with you. Because sometimes, asking better questions is more powerful than chasing perfect answers. Welcome to Questions That Shape Us. ♥♥♥