Shithappens Stories

Weird shit. I'm just bored

Y/n and Natasha (says it in the name) Y/n age is 19 (kinda) Nat age is 22 Small little story. Tw:self harm, suicidal thoughts (I do forget to add trigger warning etc so if you are triggered easily then please don't read...)

I don't know what this is i just write what i am thinking about or i just want to let it out (even though people won't even read/respond to) and publish it right when im done writing it, sorry but even though it makes no sense.

I'm not entirely sure of what I'm trying to do with this book, but here it goes...

don't be porn.

When nineteen year old Chelsea moves into the house on Linden Avenue, it's a chance for her to reinvent herself. A clean slate to be the teenager she never got the chance to be. Having had the responsibility dumped on her pretty much all her life, she finds it difficult to breathe on her own at first. But that all changes when she goes to the party next door.

Millie is Captain Americas sister and Peter meets her...its a love story man😂

superpowers AU! Laura just turned 16 and is looking foward to her junior year in high school...except her dad has been acting weird lately. All of a sudden he sends her to Silas High, a remote boarding school for unique teens. She has no idea what the hell is going on but goes with it. As soon as she gets there she learns a couple of things. 1) not just birds fly and 2) The school is for teens with superpowers. This is going to be one hell of a ride.

I'm done, read more to understand

Sometimes, two people have to fall apart to realise how much they need to fall back together. Sequel to Shit Happens

Arf arf arf arf arf! "Arf arf arf arf....ARF ARF ARF ARF GRRR ARF!" The Dog said as He angrily glared at the Cat. "Meow meow meow~!" The Cat Teased the Dog as the Dog angrily chased the Cat as The Cat runs away.

This book contains thoughts and personal feelings, maybe it can help you or it can't. But I at least want to help others out there- to let you know that you're not alone in this world. You have me, your faith, and most importantly, you have yourself. This is not all sunshine and rainbows as it is not all storms too. Read at your own risk. xoxo

"Some people are like clouds. When they disappear, it's a brighter day." My place to rant, vent, or just talk about the stupidity of some people. Usually just complaints about random shit. Warning: If you are easily offended, please do not read and leave this page immideatly. This book contains a great deal of swearing, so beware.

Ariana Jane Sanders aka AJ, had it all, that is until she realized everything isn't as it seems. Sometimes the truth is there, in big bold letters but we're just to blind to see it. AJ now sad, lonely and broken she befriends the most unlikely ally, a biker. Jaxton Adams aka Prez of the Chosen MC, sad and lonely. Befriends a high schooler on a rainy day. One chance encounter between two sad souls, leads to a little something called love. 😘 Told from AJ's POV. ................................................... A's Note: When i'm sad or when I can't sleep I create characters, happy ones, ones I wish I could be like. Because fiction is way better than real life. So here's the story of Ariana Jane Sanders and Jaxton "Prez" Adams. AJ & Jax. 💕 PS: I'm not a professional so there might be some grammatical errors..

Letters. They use letter to communicate before telephones and calls and emails and text messages. Those were the days, as your father would've said. I t’s cool, really. Having letters. Writing them, buying a stamp and sending it. Feel so, vintage. Ancient… but many people (not so many) still do it. And maybe, I’ll be one of them. With this letter. The brown parchment between my fingers. The soft and smooth sticker on the corner of it. Yeah, I think I lived in the ‘before life’ very far. Like 17’s or something. I place the parchment on the counter. “To uhh, Fremont, Seattle?” I said, pushing the parchment towards the man on the other side of the counter. He stares at me. “Anything else?” He asked. Oh. “Oh, umm, 4012 Dayton Avenue, Fremont, Seattle. Now, did I missed anything?” I asked, raising my hands in a surrendered position. “Nothing else, miss. 3 dollars.” He said, poking some things in the keyboard. I grabbed my wallet from my pocket, opening it, I grabbed 3 green papers. I placed it on the counter. “Thanks, here’s the receipt. We’ll let you know if the letter is received. Thanks for choosing Mercury Post. Come again soon.” He said with a flat and boring tone. He’s really tired of his job, I can tell. “Yeah, thanks.” I said, walking towards the door. I closed the door, ending with a soft ring of the bell. Letters for James, huh? Let’s see how long I can keep this up. === Natalie Anne George is a simple girl from California. And she is in loved with James Patrickson from Seattle. She met him in a summer camp in Vashon last year. And for 2 weeks of staying in that camp, she fell in love with him. She stayed in touch with him for a year in Facebook, but ended eventually. Natalie, not wanting to end her connection with him, she began to write letters for him as an unknown girl.

-Ryan was a guy who had been living a life with many bumps from every side. From trying to make something on a paper, to making some kind of art on his computer. From Sitting hours in front of a screen Dominating Enemies, to thinking what use it was to even play games in the first place. He had a light heart and a fat Tummy , Causing Them bullies to be mostly around him as always of course. He did not seem to hesitate about anything but rather accept everything life threw at him, tried to accomplish something in life. But little did Ryan know that it takes more than just the urge to do something , to make it successful . He came to a point that he was totally confused what his purpose in life was. Sat on a chair and thought- Ryan -In a Low Voice- : "Just What am I supposed to do? , is all that I've been learning till now useless? All that time i spent, Was it a waste?"... He thought. It was about time that he thought about all he had done in the past few years . Thought about what he had accomplished in life and what he even had as his goal. It was that moment in Ryan's life that might just turn his life upside down. BUT.! he took it as an unnecessary thing to do and tried everything he could to convince himself that he was all right and that there was nothing to be feared about him being obese and away from the world.

I felt sorry for the people who trusted love so much, please don't.

The perfect history doesn't exist. Perfection is only an illusion we use to control life. Love is expansion and when you expand there is no only one way to flow. There are no signals to indicate you the right direction to choose. Meet another one where he is. Meet yourself where you really are. If love drives both your actions, simply unfold and let's expand this energy.