Истории Lovedandlost

a poem about loving someone too hard and losing urself in the process.

Meet Harry used to be a fun outgoing person.Until last july. His parents were going to the store even though it was rainning. They couldn't see the and drove into a truck and died sadly.After that Harry was never the same. Because of two reasons. The tragic memory and his little 3 year old sister named Lux. What will happen when Depressed Harry meets outgoing wild Averi find out in this book

these are a few lines on how I forbade my feelings for him that cut me while I still plastered the smile watching him talk about her

Memories that have been mutilated by brain injury and scars.

it's better to have loved, than not loved at all

he loves her but she wants nothing other than friendship

It all started the summer after senior year. They got into a car crash. Her stalker tried to kill her. He saved her life. His parents made them break up. They hurt. After she was released from prison he proposed. They'd live happily ever after. Or will they? (story is a continuation from Car Crash)

This Is My First Story I Hope You Guys Like It And Please Feel Free To Comment If You Guys Have Any Ideas And I'll Make Sure To Have A Pictures &' Videos On The Story For You Guys .

Hmm I don't know that, this poem will get liked by you or not but I have tried my best ...... ★. ★. ★ This is my first poem and based on a girl's story . I have converted into a poem with new title.

this story is about a boy named george weasley and a woman named delilah Parker, they meet at a school named hogworts and make friends together along the way.

You still read the description to know if the story is worth it or not , okay just once i will let you take a look. "Virago : The strong warlike woman and the heroine of many people How about listening to the stories that she has, who knows you might actually learn a couple of things."

This is my truth-the story of loss, trauma, and survival. Growing up, I experienced pain no child should ever endure. I watched my family struggle, saw my father's absence leave a lasting imprint, and endured moments that shaped me into someone fiercely aware and resilient. I carry memories that are heavy, memories that sometimes feel impossible to bear, but they are part of my journey. Life has shown me beauty and love, but it has also shown me harshness and heartache. Losing my brother, feeling disconnected from my father, watching my mother struggle-it all left marks that I continue to process every day. Even through darkness, I've discovered strength I didn't know I had. I've learned that survival is not just about enduring-it's about understanding yourself, embracing your pain, and transforming it into something that can inspire and help others. Every tear, every heartbreak, every moment of feeling invisible has contributed to my growth. I've learned to hold my light even when the world around me seemed dim. I've learned that my voice, my story, and my presence have power. This journey is not just mine-it's for anyone who has felt unseen, unheard, or overwhelmed by life. It's for those who are learning to navigate grief, trauma, and uncertainty while still holding onto hope. Even when life feels heavy, even when loss feels permanent, there is a way forward. Through reflection, honesty, and courage, we can honor the past while creating a path toward healing, growth, and purpose. I share this not to ask for sympathy, but to remind anyone reading this that their story matters. Your struggles are valid. Your survival is meaningful. Your light, no matter how hidden or dim it may feel at times, has the power to touch others. Life may be painful, but it is also precious-and even in the deepest darkness, there is the potential for understanding, peace, and transformation.