Starving Stories

a collection of musings about the journey to THIN. motivations, inspirations, and mantras.

I walked down the empty hallway of Mountain high, ready to go home. I don't hate school but I don't love it either. I kept walking and stared down at the floor. I don't know why I was being that stupid and then I bumped into someone making me fall flat on my butt. I looked up and saw him Theo packwood. I gulped as I stared at him. I felt mesmerised for few minutes, why can't I notice him before I said yes to Payson. Silly me. " I-I'm sorrry" I stuttered and he stared at me with usual glare. "Watch where you're going" he growled and give me his hand. I take his hand and make myself stand. His hand were hard and rough maybe due to gym. As I can see his muscles and tattoos and tattoos and many more tattoos

this is just a small talk about a teenage girl who is frustrated about the mentality this society has about what a "beautiful" body is, and how it affects young people

Something that happened to me and my friend

A starving college girl and an empty fridge don't make a good couple...

This is the feeling of a stray dog, in few lines.

George Humphreys is a simple man who eats a simple breakfast, pancakes and coffee.

The cool metal ran along their hand like a blanket of snow; cold, light, blank. To think that such a blade could end something so precious - so beautiful, within seconds. How could someone do so with no hesitation? Perhaps it is the thought of relief that drives people to forget the simplicity that lies before them. Or, they could be so caught up in drowning that they can't feel the weapon's point along their palm. To feel it slip between their fingers and hear the screams of the people whom have driven them to such madness must be a burden worth bearing. But do they ever hear the silent whisper in the night that pleads for them to live? Do they recall the times they've laughed, cried, shouted, or smiled? Can someone be so defeated that to see the light can be impossible? The darkness in this world is a mixture between hate and sadness. It overwhelms the mind and clouds the heart. In some cases, to survive either is a challenge no one is willing to face.

This is a poem about anorexia and struggling with confidence problems and things like that.. Basically I'm talking about how I want to be and how I'm not and yeah....

Wade Cullen is in a famous boyband called Flywheel with his three bandmates; Elliott, Jessie, and Xavier. When Wade's management calls on Flywheel to visit kids in Africa, he immediately does not want to go. He knows that he is not strong enough to carry that burden on his shoulders. Wade has pride issues, mostly joking, but when it comes to things like this he is the most sensitive and caring guy you'll ever meet. One day in Africa, Wade meets a girl. And that's just where you'll have to read the story to find out what happens.

A poem about my cat.

ι waѕ doιng тнιѕ all ғor yoυ...

letters to my abuser, my conscious, and my savior. It's all the same person.

So.. this is basically a book full of my drabbles,, the stories probably wouldn't relate with each other (i might make some strories with parts though)

A demonic alpha wolf hybrid girl, named Emily, was lost and needed help, she is unprepared and starving in the cold.