Ineedalife Stories

my original characters for roleplaying (non-fandom).

lol im bored

Idk what i'm supposed to put here you know why you're here and what you're here for- ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO HOYOLAB, THE MAKER OF GENSHIN IMPACT ALL THE PICTURES I USE ARENT MINE UNLESS I SAY THEY ARE!!! Ok then let's get started~

I apologise in advance for any trauma you experience whilst reading this...book?

a book of random shit like oc's, oneshots, dreams, tags, ranting, theories, headcanons and other shit *finger guns*

Some random South Park stuff I have on my iPad

follow me on twitter plz :D ? twitter: https://mobile.twitter.com/Markksaysstuff [ status of the book : i think its dead but its on hiatus so go read my last chapter 4 context ] [!I DON'T OWN THE BOOK COVER CREDITS TO WHO MADE IT!] 500 reads !! : 7/24/2022

IDK

I don't want to fill my art book or any other book with ch references and bio stories this was posted on Wattpad. if it's anywhere else it has be plagiarized without Rat's permission and will be taken down. please report if you see it

I don't know Nothing is my art if it is I'll say something its not all gay but mostly (Who am I kidding) I will take requests for ships if you would like one lemme know I'll try to update on weekdays

Hello there. Here is a book with some facts about me.

This is a collection of poetry that I have written. It will update as I create more. I hope everyone who reads enjoys

Itsuki is a PureBlood vampire. He needs to consume human blood every week to survive. He usually goes to bars and clubs to find kinky people who will let him bite them but that's not going to work forever. He needs a partner.. but who?

I just want to get my drama out there because I have no friends. Wanna be friends? Hit me up, mate. Highest Ranking - #1 in ughhh #3 in ramble

Idk man Idk

I've decided to make a book of random poetry ive written and may or may not write happy reading Don't copyright

alexithymia /əˌlɛksɪˈθʌɪmɪə/ noun: used in PSYCHIATRY noun: alexithymia THE inability to recognize or describe one's own emotions. /---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/---/ As a young child, Midoriya never processed the world around him. Pain, fear, hatred, joy, love: everything was a mystery to him. He simply couldn't understand the reason people cried. Couldn't fathom the world around him. You could say that he was rather... empty. Devoid of all emotions, he struggles to find himself in a world full of passionate characters. The people he meets on his way of discovery open his eyes slowly. Pain, fear, joy, love, all are shown to him. Each person teaches him something new. Something about himself that he didn't know about: something that brings him closer in everyone's life and closer to himself. The story about Izuku Midoriya, the child devoid of emotions.

a book of (hopefully) funny and stupid things me or my friends have said.

Prologue "Alright everyone! Time to get back to work! Let's find that tomb!" Professor Abraham Smith said. All thirty-seven archeologists began their hunt for the long-lost tomb of Mark Antony and Cleopatra VII. It continued for multiple hours until one archeologist by the name of Marie Wright. She found the entrance to the tomb right outside the borders of Alexandria, Egypt. It took Marie, her assistant, and her speleologist thirteen hours and forty-two minutes to find their way through the tomb to the burial chamber. While exploring the tomb, the speleologist was walking among the pottery and tripped over dead vines. He knocked over a pot and it shattered into pieces. As soon as the pot broke a purple gas flowed out of the pot. The speleologist started coughing and wheezing hysterically until his soul left his body. After he released the gas, the rest of the people at the camp died as soon as they breathed in the gas. Within months, three-fourths of the world's population was gone. It started in Egypt but it dominated the USA, now it's just me in a world of loss. With all hope lost, S.O.N.I.C is attempting to create an antidote. S.O.N.I.C, Science Of Numerous Impending Chemicals, even though they sound so hero-like they are monsters. Monsters that rip children from their homes. Monsters that make small kids hurt when they have already been wounded.

This is just a compilation of random thoughts that I have. Enjoy!