Emotionalwreck Stories

When I don't feel like smiling, I just have to picture you, and I'll be grinning. If I feel like screaming, all I have to do is pretend you're there, and I'll be giggling. It's crazy how you can change my mood so easily. All I have to do is think about you, and instantly I feel okay. Genuinely. It's like you're an antidepressant, that actually works. Your crazy, flippy hair is so cute. I could get lost in your amazing brown eyes. You have the most adorable silly faces. You may think you're ugly, but God...you're SO perfect. I don't care how much "better" you think other guys' bodies are. I think yours is the best. Yours is the only one I want... and I honestly believe that I couldn't ever find someone better. Nobody compares to you. KMT

"this is how i lose myself" is a quiet story of a girl who loved deeply, gave endlessly, and slowly disappeared in the process. It's about being the one who always understands, who always stays, who holds everything together even when she's falling apart. Through soft heartbreaks and unspoken thoughts, this book captures the weight of always being the strong one-and the longing to finally be held. It's not just about losing someone else; it's about losing yourself while trying to be enough. And in that loss, learning to find your way back.

Piece of Love in My Life" Sometimes, love doesn't stay forever - but it leaves a piece behind. A piece that silently becomes a part of you. This is the story of someone who once walked into my life and never really left, even after they were gone. A story of unspoken feelings, unsent messages, quiet smiles, and memories that still feel warm. This isn't about a perfect love story - it's about the kind of love that changes you, shapes you, and lingers like a soft ache in your soul. A piece of love that still lives within me... quietly, eternally.

Romance :) Meredith graduated from High school at sixteen and has nothing better to do than to go with her Mom to work at Aon Industries on the 103rd floor of the south tower of the World Trade Center, where she meets her Mom's slightly charming and oddly young boss.

A collection of poems that speak to me

Basically guys ts is my first story so we gonna move with it so u and Tomika where married but you got turned into a demon while he was on a mission and he thought u had died he didn't know you was a demon also wanna say I ain't good at writing shit so if ur a good writer I don't recommend reading but if u don't mind basic vocab then feel free to anyway moving on I hate rlly long story's so I've tried my best to make it like around the middle so not too short not too long but yeah I've not seen anything like this so I thought why not I've never made one enjoy!icl this took me days bc I was too lazy n hate when a story is still being made so towards the end it gets better trust

Krit has loved Avi since childhood - a quiet boy with a past hidden in heartbreak. When Krit finally confesses, Avi doesn't reject him, but he doesn't accept him either. They continue to talk, share, laugh, and grow closer. Every 1st of October, Krit asks the same question: "Mr., can I be your Mr.?" And every time, Avi answers, "Time will tell." Years pass. Their bond deepens, but expectations quietly rise. Until one day, Avi's past returns - his first love comes back into his life. Torn between old love and present connection, Avi makes a choice, and Krit is left behind. Still, Krit keeps smiling. Keeps remembering. Keeps checking Avi's profile, holding on to memories. In the end, he learns that sometimes, love doesn't mean holding on - it means letting go... while still loving in silence. ---

Liliana-Violet Hastings and Ezra Hemming are just your average teenage couple. Or are they? Last semester Ezra saved lilis life and gave her a place to stay after she got kicked out of home. Hes the only one who can talk sense into her and save her from herself and the demons in her mind

This isn't a story. It's a message I never sent. About someone who never really left, not in my chest anyway. He said I made a difference in his life. He said I mattered. He told me not to be too hard on myself. Then he was gone. I didn't get to respond. So this is what I would've said.

Poetry that I will just write when I feel like it /in the mood can be happy or sad maybe just plain boredom

All true events of the author's life from birth til now

This story follows Oliver, who spent his youth overlooking the one girl who truly chose him. But as a persistent ringing in his ears grows deafening, the world begins to fracture, forcing him to face a devastating truth. SPOILER ALERT ⚠️⚠️⚠️ (read at own discretion): . . the life he is living is a mercy dream, a final hallucination created by his dying mind to bridge the gap between his guilt and the girl who has been gone for years.

Where a city girl moved to the province and fell in love with her province classmate.

Melancholic Lamentations is a poetry collection by Amara Thorne Nyx, capturing childhood trauma and emotional scars through raw, lyrical letters. A quiet unraveling of pain, memory, and survival.

A short poem for anyone who can't express themselves.

So... back in the summer I decided to write some songs to kill the time. So I guess I'll start posting some :) Enjoy! Again, I appreciate the feedback! :)

Ashi and Aadi met at a tuition center, unaware they were neighbors. Ashi, carefree and easygoing, lived in the moment, while Aadi was focused and driven with clear goals. Despite their differences, they grew close, sharing secrets and becoming good friends.But as time passed, their lives took different paths. Aadi focused more on his goals, and Ashi continued her carefree ways. Their bond weakened, and by the end of the tuition session, they had drifted apart.Now, they are strangers who pass each other without a word. The secrets they once shared have become painful memories, leaving them with nothing but silence and a lingering sense of what could have been.

Every once in a while you feel alone,confused,annoyed, upset,betrayed,loved,scared Basically every damn emotion that you can possibly feel right in your heart. I know I do and I used to keep it all in ... still do. But writing helps it really does I always feel relieved when I do write . Growing up (still growing ) I had issues with expressing myself. Always keep emotions in until I exploded. I know a lot of you may relate so that's why I wrote it . Okay that's a lie I didn't write it because I could inspire you or could help you through rough times or that maybe someone could relate. I did it for me because it made me feel good. And later on I realised that maybe you did relate and you do get inspired and get the strength out of some of my poetry/writing/confessing So I hope you enjoy,learn and grow Sincerely just a girl like you