Sobbing Stories

After the "lonely journey", it's time to discover a new chapter of life, this time digging how I perceive people, strangers, friends, and what feelings and thoughts they bring into my everyday life. The Sun is the shiny extrovert side of this collection, bold emotions and thoughts are brought in the daylight. Hope you enjoy this new journey with me ☀️

a long journey made of thoughts and emotions around Scotland. 🥀🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿 This collection is reflecting my feelings and emotions, so take good care of it. 🍃

episode whatever the fuck I'm so tired

If you like angst and like 2012 Donnie, this is for you! This book isn't about you getting with him, no, not at all. You fail. What can you do, really? -Anxious and awkward y/n, self deprecating, overall a sad character !the ending to this story is undecided, I'll write either a happy or horrible ending based on what my audience wants so stay tuned!

this is my final fit, my final bellyache

"𝘜𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵." "𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵?" 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾,𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋.

🌧L E T T H E R A I N W A S H A W A Y A L L T H E P A I N O F Y E S T E R D A Y 🌧

-kagehina -kind of angst -it just a short story Um idk anymore hehe

Silly little poetry. To you my moonlight ; Watching me at the stars, I miss you as time passes, Shall we share our glass Once again? My dear. Dedicated to Luca. 14th December 2020. I miss you 🕊 [taken from an old notebook for them]

GUESS WHAT I HAVE FREE-TIME AND I'M BORED HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH

I can't do shit anymore. Here are some rants, hot takes on life, and just how I feel.

again

HELLO HELLO! IT IS I YOUR LOVELY PROBLEMATIC MOON BITCH!! I CONVERTED A FANFICTION FROM AO3 TO WATTPAD AGAIN BECAUSE YEA anyways suffer with me.

the lonely journey continues. a whole collection of poems coming from the northern Isles of Scotland: Shetland and Orkney. 🌫⚓️

A collection of poems about my feelings, my crushes and my friends. If you love someone you can't have, you'll relate. P.S. They get better as they go along, the first few are not that great.

lyrics bored rn

My tears are made of heavy steal. Burned and bent to hurt, as they fall. Jagged but smooth, when they fall down my 13 year old cheeks. Do you see me crying, as my eyes fill with solid liquid? Do you hear the agoney spilling out my mouth as you die? Or are you already carrieing on a conversation with God? Just left with out a final good-bye? Did you have a chance? To say or even think a fare well? I never told you thoughs words. Good-bye. Even when your make-uped body lay in a pink lined cascet with painted white wood decored with detailed pink roses on the front and sides, I could not say good- bye. The worlds would not form. Nor was I able to come to close to your lifelsess, soul-less body. You looked close to you, but you were not you. I just could not let thoughs last two words that would prove what my fogged mind was peiceing together. No, no one can say good- bye to their little sister...

Classic boy meets girl lovestory. But ofcourse every love story is different - My oxygen level was extremely low, and I could hardly breathe. My legs felt heavy as bricks. I crashed into a wall. As I was recovering and my breathing slowed. I realized it was not a wall. It was a boy. And he was talking. I pulled my Ipod out of my pocket and sat it on pause. He just stood there. So I snapped. "What are you looking at?" He just smiled. "Looking for this?"

ash stop asking me to write more wattpad stories of you x my OCS 😭..

my god am i cackling 💀💀💀💀💀. what was my 7th grade self doing in her freetime bru? yea i still like haikyuu but fr what went through my mind making this. discontinuing this shit im fr 💀.