Heartonpaper Stories

As fate would have it, two people from vastly different backgrounds - one wealthy, the other struggling to make ends meet - are brought together by fate once more. Steffi, a bright and caring young woman who'd go to great lengths to support her father. And Zachey, the young master commonly viewed as aloof and detached who constantly strives for nothing more than his father's attention. In their second encounter, the past that they'd been trying to avoid will inevitably resurface in the present. But can these two individuals with loving hearts, find a chance at love amidst fate's playful twists? Started: 01/01/26 Ended: --/--/---

This is personal writing. Not a debate. Not a discussion. Not open to fixing. Read if you want. Leave quietly if you don't.

This is me-broken, stitched together, bleeding into every word I write. Every shard of my mind, every memory I try to erase, every piece of my heart I thought I lost-it's all here. No filters, no sugar, no pretending. I've been on the edge, staring into emptiness, watching myself dissolve and rebuild, feeling the weight of every loss, every betrayal, every late-night fight with my own mind. I've fallen, I've cried, I've been hollow, I've been loud, I've been silent. And yet, here I am, scribbling chaos onto the page, trying to make sense of it all. This is not just poetry-it's survival, it's defiance, it's the fragments of me refusing to disappear. Every word is a piece of my soul, every line a scar I'm proud to show. Raw. Unfiltered. Real. If you've ever been at the edge, if you've ever felt unseen, if you've ever wrestled with your own darkness, this is for you. Welcome to the shards of me.

This isn't a story. Not even a poem. It's a confession I was too scared to say out loud. For the girl who made me feel everything - without ever being mine. There was no label for what we were. Too close to be strangers, Too tender to be just friends, Too restrained to be lovers. Every word in here is a truth I lived. Not imagined. Not fictional. Just... mine. She was never really mine. But these pages? They are.

My soul transmuting into lyrics.

A short, dreamy tale of two sisters who traded a normal morning for a drizzly adventure. From sleepy eyes to laughter in pouring rain, this story captures a moment of spontaneous joy and freedom - and a rooftop soaked in memories. 🌧️🌼

ADULTING is a collection of 20 heartfelt, journal-style reflections that explore what it means to be human flawed, healing, and hopeful. With soft words and deep truths, each chapter holds space for the reader to breathe, reflect, and feel less alone. This book isn't about having all the answers. It's about embracing the journey, the letting go, the quiet victories, the unanswered prayers, and the small moments that shape us. For the soul that's still standing after the storm, this book is your reminder: you are growing, even when it feels slow. And you are not alone.

A lyrical essay unraveling what love really means-beyond clichés, beyond movie screens, into the raw, fleeting, contradictory beauty of human connection. This is a personal reflection in 500 words, written like poetry disguised as prose.

Touch Me Without Touching Two souls, one electric stare. A game of words, glances, and silence that speaks louder than kisses. In a world where love hides behind smirks and stolen glances, they flirt like fire - daring, teasing, and dangerously close to burning everything down. This isn't just a story of romance; it's a battle of who'll fall first - or harder.

Jus a lot of pomes🫶🏼

A raw, unfiltered journey through heartbreak, betrayal, and resilience. Dead Love exposes the pain of lost trust, the scars of broken promises, and the power of rising stronger than before. This poem is for anyone who has loved, lost, and found their strength in the silence of their soul. Feel every word, embrace the pain, and witness the fire that transforms it into power.