Messedup Stories

Y/n is a normal angel in heaven, nothing out of the ordinary except for one particular thing... he always liked a show called angel Hare... As a kid he had always watched that show as a reminder of good morals, but something happened that he forgot... he doesn't remember what happened on that day but he was placed in an orphanage... However Y/n, was put on trial as Adam has inspected him of dark magic.

In a world marked by relentless cruelty and injustice, a man seeks a simple escape from the harsh realities that surround him. Overwhelmed by the constant struggles and betrayals that define his existence, he yearns for a respite-a momentary peace that eludes him in his everyday life. His journey is not one of grand battles or heroic quests, but rather a deeply personal quest for tranquility and solace. As he navigates through a society that seems indifferent to his suffering, he encounters moments of fleeting beauty and kindness that offer him brief glimpses of the serenity he craves. Each interaction and experience becomes a small sanctuary from the harshness of his world, shaping his understanding of what rest truly means. Ultimately, his journey is a reflection on the universal desire for peace and the ways in which we find comfort in a world that often feels unforgiving. Through his search for rest, he discovers that solace can be found not in escaping the world, but in finding meaning and quiet moments within it.

A life so simple and planned. Get into university, graduate, get a job, get married to the love of my life, have kids and live happily ever after. But what plan do you have for the unplanned? *** I haven't given anyone any right to publish this story on any platform. The original story is only on wattpad. If you read or are currently reading this story anywhere other than wattpad please let me know. *** ©All Rights Reserved

Welcome to my personal Hell. Here, the words are so sharp, they'll cut you open without remorse. The environment here is sustained by your screams. The air is thick with guilt and silence. Don't worry, though. Those twisted, black creatures you see walking around ?? They are the guardians here, my own personal demons. But they won't harm you, oh no. They will only mess with your emotions, get you to doubt yourself and wish you were dead. The darkness here is oppressive, yet there's light all around. It's a ghost town, eerily silent and calm. But little do you know... It's only the calm before the storm...

Some beautiful terrible thoughts.

This about my most greatest regrets

My actual dreams being recorded here for your entertainment. I'll only publish the ones I remember in detail and remember what is truly said in them.

The Flawed Side Of Having To Be Imperfect

it's a story about two high school bestie a boy and a girl and then how a crisis brings a twist to their friendship

I hope you understand at least some of these I just wanted to show them to somebody

This tragic and intense love story contains the daily struggles of a frozen princess named Elsa, and her lover, a sponge named Sponge Bob. Elsa and Sponge Bob have a strong and committed relationship, but with Elsa's freezing powers and Sponge Bob's need for water 24/7, the couple has been having trouble trying to conceive there first child.

Formerly known as Depression. This is about depression. Well. That and the insecurites, issues and thoughts about it. I assure you all of these are my own personal experiences and not stolen. Some of them are just scenes that flash in my head occasionally, when I'm at rock bottom. I just wanted to let all the depressed people put there know that you are not alone. Everything here has either happened to me a long time ago or right now. Don't worry, I'm getting over it (I hope) Caution:This might be a trigger to a few peers. Highest 'achievement': #8 in poetry [9th-10th June 2016]

I'm really debating at this point. but here we fucking our.

yep..yep.. only gonna be in this fandom for like 2+ months lmaooooo, might as well make drabbles ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ alt!"gabriel" please kms me already god damm.

It pained him. He wanted to stay for longer, to be in this random person's presence more than his own mother's. And for the first time in the day, did that string not feel so tight. Was that stupid theory he read on reddit, actually true? HeeJake Oneshot <3 this is js smth i wrote out boredom

It was all just a game. No feelings. Yet here she is wondering why it had to be the one boy she can't have. Constantly asking, Why Him?

Killing Thoughts is a poetry book. I use it to express my feelings. Some poems have different rhyming patterns because I'm experimenting with different things. Hope you enjoy it!

Her life has gone only downhill recently. Nothing has gone right. Read about it :3

This a long collection of 26 overly used letters called a book. Thats what everything we read is after all. No more than a code we use every day.

Small stories I've written based on prompts or moods. They are usually pretty gory and go into uncomfortable topics. Small Disclaimer - My writing can be a bit gory. Thanks for reading •~•~•