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Ryujin has never believed in fate for the past 24 years of her life, only coincidences that just so happen to work out in strange ways. But when she keeps constantly bumping into a girl whose name she doesn't even know in the most random places possible without getting the chance to talk to her, she starts thinking that maybe, just maybe, fate could be a real thing. She decides on the spot that she has to go up to her. But when she does, she hesitates. That single moment of hesitation causes her to miss the other. - Yeji is a 25 year old stressed and overworked office worker whose dream of becoming a dancer never worked out. She is a strong believer of fate and believes that everything happens for a reason, even the dreams she couldn't fulfill. When she keeps seeing a short haired girl everywhere she goes, she starts believing that their meetings were supposed to happen. But when Yeji finally works up the courage to go up to the girl, she misses her anyway. - That's when they both realize that it's not the right time yet. Not only physically, but in the ways that matter most.

A soft confession 🌸 about fighting your pride ⚡but choosing love 💖 over silence 🌙

This is gonna be based off someone I met in a mental hospital, following this, how he said he wanted to be in 10 years, main singer and guitarist of a band. Liam may never see me or this ever again... but it was fun to write. Bye. Liam was a fun guy, but suicidal. He spends his days in mental hospitals with no one. Until he meets her. He knew instantly, they were gonna be best of friends. Throughout this all, what will happen when she has to leave? Will they be brought together by destiny or shall this friendship burn in hell?

This series is a digital time capsule created specifically for you. There was a time in our lives when narratives were written about us by people who didn't know our hearts, and silence was forced upon us by a system that didn't understand our bond. But I refused to let silence be the legacy I left you. This collection of spoken word pieces is my testimony. It is the proof-documented in real-time-of how hard I fought, how much I missed you, and how deeply I loved you every single day we were apart. I am writing this so that one day, when you are old enough to ask questions, you won't have to wonder where I was or how I felt. One day, you will see this. And when you do, I hope you see that even when the world got dark, I kept the light on for you. I kept creating. I kept speaking. I kept fighting. I love you, endlessly. I was right here, turning our pain into power and using my voice to pave the road back to you. These aren't just poems; they are promises. No matter the distance, no matter the time, you have always been the muse behind my art and the reason for my fight. This is my truth, left here for you to find.

i miss you how long do i have to wait till i see you again? like dust floating in the air i will always hope for you through the seasons

When Karin into a house which had the owner pass away in a freak accident, his ghost slowly falls for her deeper and deeper. As she grows more and more ill in every month that passes by, how will Alex's ghost try to take care of her? A short story written through Alex's pov of letters to her. Star-crossed lovers, bound to meet someday.

Just a bunch of words I wish I could say but have no guts to say to the guy I love.

January 1st '16, I lost my 3 month old nephew. This is my collection of writing on the topic of my little Thomas.

Quotes and poetry for the broken hearted

<UNDER EDITING> Aphmau was an ordinary girl in an ordinary world until she was 8. Or so she thought. On her mom's birthday she gave her a rose. But what Aphmau didn't know about the rose is that it was poisoned with Magic. Her Father, Jack, loved her mom very much. And when she died (accidentally by the hands of Aphmau) he starts doing drugs and alcohol. But the worst part is he start abusing Aphmau. Her friends at school begin to worry about her because she come to school with cuts and bruises. She says that she very clumsy but they think something different. Laurence, her very best friend, starts to become more questionable of Aphmau. Challenges come in their way as Aphmau's past comes clearer and magic comes in their way. DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS THEY ALL BELONG TO APHMAU. THE STORYLINE MAKES REFERENCES BUT THE OVERALL STORY IS MY IDEA. LIKE I SAID BEFORE I DON'T OWN THE CHARACTERS, APHMAU DOES. A/N: this is my first series, sorry that it kinda sucks

HOLY MOLY,THEM READS!!! OMAGAWD THANK YOUUUUUU VERY MUCH! I DIDNT KNOW IT CAN GET THIS KINDA READS. _------_ Another story I made.

A broken girl Writing her broken thoughts.

There's a difference between love and to be loved. Everyone wants to be loved but no one thinks about how to. There's a difference between missing someone and being missed. Everyone wants to be missed, but the pain of missing someone is so much worse when they don't miss you back. However, there is absolutely NO difference between hate and peace, because...whether or not you want to believe it, peace just doesnt exist. Peace doesn't exist until you die, and even then, everyone living isn't at peace knowing you're gone. So there u are, Loving, being loved Missing, being missed Hatred, Peace If we think about it, we are all the same, we all have the same goal... To LIVE in PEACE. Even the villains, the criminals, you, me. So whether or not u want to Love or miss, or maybe just sit and learn what u did wrong, we all just want to survive in a world that we can just about stand. Here we are, standing tall, strong, and more specifically together. So all of you reading this might be asking yourself "Do you have a point to this?" Well, if I didn't just make a point to you, then why would your eyes read this far? Make your own choices in the world, the world won't make the choice for you. The sun makes the moon, the moon doesnt make the sun.

This is just me turning my pain into Art. It's me trying to heal and let you go- because this is the only way I know how.

"A collection of soft breakdowns and quiet victories. Of the girl who smiled through ache, loved through silence, and stayed-when even hope didn't." ✨♾️💚🌼

Alex Gaskarth has a little sister named Vanessa? No way! She dated Rian Dawson? Double no way, right? Zack wants her, but she doesn't want him? Now that's a little more believable, right? He is just the bassist after all. Rian's getting married, but what if it isn't Vanessa? Can she handle it, or will it be enough to make her end it all? P.S. Most of this is in Zack's POV.

Maya Hart is a twenty one year old single artist, living on her own in the big city. When her new house mate moves in, Maya is shocked to see an old friend. He's tall. He's handsome. He's a cowboy- her cowboy. He's everything- her everything. This is a Lucaya AU story I DO NOT OWN ANY GIRL MEETS WORLD CHARACTERS Story will be in different POV's 👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻

life is not like a open book it is not easy to live but it is easy to love someone even if they don't love you back.