Freeyourmind Stories

❝If I'm going to write a book it will be about you − about your flaws − because when I first fell in love with you it was because of your flaws.❞ All rights reserved @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2017

In which we read about love from the perspective of a weird person falling for a Starbucks boy.

❛ her reality was just a figment of her imagination. his reality was almost too real, but it was that she was in it that made it seem as though it was a dream. together, between self-loathing, suicidal ancedotes, and their anxiety-stricken auras, will they find that their both their realities are anything but fictitious. and it all happens under a peach tree. but, every story must have a twist. ❜ ❦ (i'd just like to inform you all that this story is based on my life and my personality and traits, in a way, but like it says in the description, there's a twist.) ━ lowercase intended. #freementalillness #freeyourbody #selflove © sadisms 2017 all rights reserved

We all want to leave our footprints in the sand of time. So why not live forever through literature? Aspire to be the next Nicholas Sparks or even William Shakespear? Well, this awards is the place for you.

Depression and mental illness Poems or spoken word. ❌MAY HAVE A TRIGGER WARNING ❌

Don't be afraid to say what you've been dying to say.

This is a book where you can freely debate on anything from world matters to book plots. You can freely speak your mind, and will not be judged. If I see any hate at all, your comment will be blocked and you may be reported. Just debate in the comments, and please, please put in requests. I will act as middle ground, and I expect people to back up claims with logic. I WILL look up any facts you put.

/ A collection of poems/ They have lit me up like cigarettes, their words like fire, burning be down to ashes. From ashes to dust, they have burnt me alive, turned me to a toxic waste. -a.d.

she shined so bright when she walked in a room, as her soul was as firey as her hair. and he took her flame away.

She's his biggest fan. So he becomes hers. dedicated to @azurenights

❝ − It's a terrible thing, the destruction of words.❞ All rights reserved @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2017

An emotional baggage like Avni who was continuously slapped by the inhumane act of betrayal, by his own dad and blood relations, finds it difficult to pour out her heart to anyone, even to Neil, who's trusted by her, but not blindly. She fears that she'd get broken One. More. Time. Neil's understanding about that, Avni's insecurities over Juhi, and then Avni opening up to him, still leaving behind a few things that had to be left unsaid, is what I tried to write..It's a one shot..do read it #29 in confession out of 4.08K stories as of 7th July 2019 For EFA Awards

about a girl who's always in her sisters shadows but doesn't mind. until a boy pulls her out.

I watch her as she stares at me. I've never noticed how her brown eyes glow in the light. I had never noticed much about her until now. I mutter a few choice words that would probably have my mother rolling in her grave. She knows now. The nobody knows the one thing I've never even wanted my father to know. She begins to speak but it comes out a jumbled mess. It's kind of cute actually. Before I could open my mouth, she sprints out the door. I walk quickly from the piano over to the doorway to see that she had dropped something. Feeling the soft brown leather cover, I open up to the first page. "Dear, diary."

Poetry from the roots of my heart.

"-no body does it like you do." [ a collection of short stories ]

atelophobia (n.) the fear of not being good enough. in which, a girl saves herself from herself.

❝She was pain in the form of the one who broke his heart.❞ All rights reserved. @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2017

Million Thoughts. 4 Walls. 21 Days. 1 Batshit ball of a virus

the truth hurts, but secrets kill. [EXTENDED SUMMARY INSIDE] all rights reserved ©️ ana 2019