Latenightthoughts Stories

At twenty-three, Angelica Dela Cruz is learning that adulthood isn't loud... it's quietly exhausting. She works nights as a virtual assistant for a business halfway across the world, while days blur into bills, family expectations, and responsibilities she never volunteered for but somehow inherited. At home, she lives with a brother who doesn't work, a mother who always chooses him, and the unspoken understanding that she must be the strong one. Her father works endlessly to pay their debts, and Angelica learns early that love often comes with quiet sacrifices. She finds comfort in books, movies, sitcoms, and an orange, rude, chubby cat who only shows affection when it's convenient. She craves simple things... fried noodles, rest, understanding, while secretly longing for a life that feels like her own. This is not a story about having it all figured out. It's about surviving your twenties when you're tired, uncertain, and still trying. From small cravings to bigger life questions, this is a journal of becoming slowly, painfully, honestly.

My digital diary, real life experiences and deliberations. As a means to preserve my dignity, I choose to remain anonymous, but will love to converse with you. If you'd like to read the contents of the mind of a young Christian woman, feel free to peruse, but please don't judge.

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What do you do when the world is quiet but your mind won't shut up? 3:04 A.M. is a haunting, intimate collection of fragmented thoughts, whispered confessions, and emotional snapshots scribbled in the dark. Equal parts journal, poetry, and stream-of-consciousness therapy, this book captures the sleepless moments where memories hit hardest, regrets echo loudest, and truths are too raw to say aloud. With the vulnerable honesty of a midnight voicemail and the strange comfort of a stranger's open diary, these unsent messages explore love, loss, nostalgia, and the beautiful chaos of being awake when everyone else is dreaming. This is not a book you read - it's one you feel. This is especially made for anyone who has ever stared at the ceiling and thought, "I shouldn't be feeling this much right now."

Just Venting Out - has surged due to a feeling of loneliness and sadness that has come suddenly in full force. The past three months have been so hard and Venting Out it is.

Things hit different at night. Some random thoughts. Some questions. And overthinking- overloaded, always after midnight.

Can you imagine the unimaginable? Dream the unthinkable? I guess it just comes down to words....

pm thoughts

Chapter One: Glimmer of Hope (purple wounds) In her song Sweet Nothing, Taylor Swift said: "On the way home, I wrote a poem You say, 'What a mind', this happens all the time." This quote defines exactly what you'll find in this collection. Several poems that I wrote at different stages in my life (whether walking in a park or sitting on my bed, when everything felt wrong and grey or when in my chest it felt like the sun had come out), some are happy and some are sad, some will make you feel beautiful while others ugly. There's no real link between each poem, so you may read them in whatever order you want. Now, I let you enter into the garden of my mind...are you ready?

So my life is literally falling apart right now so I thought I'd document it for shits and giggles.

A collection of (over) observations from the world around us. Sometimes causing me to stare.

These could be funny or like completely serious but it will probably mostly be funny or like insanely weird Layout: Time- Thought- Reasoning- (Not always there) Closing-

words, thoughts, and messes strung together to make a small semblance of sense. private message me covers, pictures and songs that you think will go well and I might feature them

Some short stories i write when I'm high :) and cause i love writing :)) Thank you for reading 🌱

Not a story. Just moments that I think up.

A short poem

My very jumbled thoughts. Most of these are senseless, actually. (And most aren't even poetry,, eep) That's all c: Soooo, enjoy?

Thinking of my past this popped in my head one night.

Hello!:) I decided that i wanted to do something with the poems and quotes that have been rotting in my notebook. So here we are. This is a collection of said poems and quotes. it waries from dark and disturbing to kind of nostalgic and peacful, so be prepared. These are not by any means great poems if you will but the thoughts floating around in my head, put into words. I hope you enjoy them none the less. ;) !!!NO REGULAR UPDATES!!! All that is written in here belongs to me. TW, mentions the following: suicide, selfharm, depression and death If you need help always reach out. it doesnt matter to whom. please stay safe.

I am so damn tired during the day and I just daydream with the time I will just lie down and fall asleep in my comfy sheets. But when it's time to sleep, as much as I try, there are always thoughts that won't let me sleep, so I will just randomly write them here and try to find someone that has the same damn thoughts I do, for me not to feel so awk.