Sadtimes Stories

My life..... Blackmailed into Slade's evil plans to join his side. He threaten the one I love the most. He will not speak about Star ever. Not while I'm standing. I can't turn my back on him nor Star but Star needs me and I need her. This is my life...A Bloody chaos life....To save Star!!!

Humans are very complicated and confusing... some can be cruel and cold, some can be upset and down, some can be happy and kind hearted. Being around a human who may have hardships can change you, they are more vulnerable and frail... you have to take care of them and help them... I'm happy I stumbled alongside my human... he is frail, but he is gentle. The only problem is... he is always upset. "I'm going to call you serendipity... do you like it?" "Promise me you'll stay by my side?" He smiled sadly. I purred in response, flicking my tail to assure him. 'Of course I'll stay, your my human, only mine!' Started: [100417] - - - Finished: [????]

In which Sydney Oliver finds her own personal struggles to become unbearable meanwhile Conrad Fisher is struggling with his own issues and battling if he should speak to the Oliver girl about his on going crush. Will they be able to help each other, or will they crumble under the weight of the summer at hand?

this story is about a girl named Layla, she liked to wear oversized jumper's and dark clothing, she has dark brown hair and the brightest smile, she is year 8, her first day at her highschool to her last.

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: conflicts on my mind. :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧

Eventually everyone will have that friend that turns against you but not many people have that happen when there life is going to hell. Death is the hardest thing to deal with and it makes people think twice about their lives. A girl named Devon has a best friend named Mia but through their lives they have grown apart but could a couple of text messages break up a 9 year friendship

The story revolves around a boy trying to remember the important pieces of his life. Although it takes the disappearance of his best friend For him to start.

☾☾☾Some 𝙨𝙖𝙙 poetry, the result of 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 at night,and the feelings of 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙚☽☽☽ ~~~~~~~ -⚠️TW//some parts include mentions of death and/or suicidal things//⚠️ -Feedback would be appreciated as well as votes✨ -Reminder: if you are struggling through something tough please reach out to someone.❤️ Take care king/queen/royal highness 🐥 - -

sentences/dialogues that describe me TW: reference to suicide, mental illness sorry for the bad English, it is not my native language. please report me every mistake you find thank you for read this book

mel can't let the silly ocs be happy

Roman Baretta was determined to make a name for himself his junior year. He was over hiding in the background and letting others step all over him. With a new school, new style, and new attitude, he's ready to take on the challenges of high school with his head held high. Or so he thinks. Roman isn't new to acting, but he is new to actually performing in front of other people. Despite his best efforts, he finds himself falling back into old habits as he struggles to keep his head above water as to not alarm his new friends. After all, if All the world is a stage, then how can they tell if he's acting?

This is a short poem and I can interpret it how ever u want to

Flare was just relaxing after a long day with her friends. Sore, she decides to lounge and scroll. It would've stayed that way, too, if she didn't have a familiar feeling. One she was annoyed with. Notes: Just an interaction idea I had. I was drawing it out, but I knew I would lose the idea if I did that slower way. T really is just a big pussy honestly Originally Posted 2019-10-27

my feelings and emotions expressed as a bad try of poetry hyacinthum nubibus in oculis vestris

Felix comforts Reader when emotions become too much

A flower is a book and each petal is a page. Every flower is different in color, size, and shape. Most people don't question where the flowers come from or even who waters them. For The Gardener, this was her life. Everyday was pure routine. But then that routine was broken.

writing to try and fill/explain my world.

I always knew I'd die alone. -S.C

Well it's just about my weird ass life, so I guess its a blog lmao