Thinking Stories

What do you do when the world is quiet but your mind won't shut up? 3:04 A.M. is a haunting, intimate collection of fragmented thoughts, whispered confessions, and emotional snapshots scribbled in the dark. Equal parts journal, poetry, and stream-of-consciousness therapy, this book captures the sleepless moments where memories hit hardest, regrets echo loudest, and truths are too raw to say aloud. With the vulnerable honesty of a midnight voicemail and the strange comfort of a stranger's open diary, these unsent messages explore love, loss, nostalgia, and the beautiful chaos of being awake when everyone else is dreaming. This is not a book you read - it's one you feel. This is especially made for anyone who has ever stared at the ceiling and thought, "I shouldn't be feeling this much right now."

I am not a writer and this is not a story. These are just few floating thoughts of mine.

Pain. Joy. Cracks in the chest. Soft, sharp, messy, beautiful. Some feelings scream. Some feelings whisper. Some feelings hide. Here are all my thoughts , and some random poems that I wrote when had a lot in my head.

I write my mind here Part 2 Since the parts have already exceeded the maximum limit. My mind is still the protagonist of this book and we'll see what creeps into it for the next months to come.

Tw: (possible) heavy topics? I intend for others not to see what I wrote as something I wrote but what they get from it and how they Interpret each so called poem or story. Some are sad, others are more so stories.(Some may be upsetting so, please do not read if you think it may be upsetting in anyway.) Anyways, enjoy! If you have any questions about them or any comments feel free to message me privately. Im here if you need me! Also, Image used in the cover photo isn't mine, credit goes to SC ➰ on twitter Edit* all the works that are written here are my own unless specifically stated otherwise with the authors permission ofc.*

ئەو شتانەی زۆر بیری لێدەکەینەوە ڕۆژێک دەبن بە شتێک؛ شتێک، ئەگەر دەریببڕی و کاری لەسەر بکەی.. قسە بکە، ئەوە بڵێ کە بیری لێدەکەیتەوە. بیرۆکە داهێنەرەکانت دەرببڕە و کاری لەسەر بکە :) دڵخۆش دەبم ئەگەر ڕای خۆت ئاڵوگۆڕ بکەی لەگەڵم.. 'پـومــی' ◂ start_ 13/1/2024 ◂ end_ not yet..

#875 in Poetry on 6/27/17 After writing a few poems and a few different creative pieces either in school or in my free time, I decided to share them with you guys. I'm not much of a poem writer, but let's just see what I can come up with. Just my thoughts...

Concept book about knowledge and the burdens that can come with it

Most people couldn't care less about the description, they're too busy getting lured in by flashy covers. And let's face it, my cover ain't gonna win any beauty contests anytime soon. Here's to hoping that there are still readers out there who value substance over style, who won't judge this book by its plain cover So here's the deal: This book is moody, like a journal that only gets updated when the author feels like it. Reading between the lines is kinda necessary here, and don't expect a play-by-play of my day. It's just gonna be a loose collection of thoughts and emotions (sappy, I know). If you're expecting a perfectly crafted piece of literature, you're probably in the wrong place. But if you're open to something a little more raw, a little more real, and a little more human, you're welcome to read. The author might be a bit delusional, thinking she's some kind of poetic genius, but hey, she'll try (emphasis on "try"). So if you're down for a cozy, laid-back kinda read with some sappy emotions and questionable grammar, step right up! No promises though...who knows if you'll actually like it? I sure as heck don't. (All banner covers are sourced from Pinterest)

Just a collection of poetry i have written, no schedule, only uploading when i end up writing idk.

a collection of poems that cross my mind from time to time.

@suicidalboyhotline || instagram poetry book (don't dm him, he doesn't know) Theo : I love you so much even if you don't know it but I love you so much and I believe that you deserve an endless amount of happiness. I love you baby. something you should know : this book is very sad in the beginning but i promise you it's a good read

I'm an INTP, and I want to break the stereotypes that most people throw on me.

dututu 420 in thoughts 😀

poems // thoughts // quotes the things you hope for and wish for in the beginning are the things that will tear you down and destroy you in the end. you have to learn to build your walls high and strong so the wind won't be tempted to knock them down.

from a introvert to expressing thoughts in the form of writing, a self published author

poetry © 2018-2019

These are my poems. I hope you enjoy!

How do you see yourself?

Have you ever just been sitting on the toilet, taking a shower, or spacing out on the sofa and thinking about the randomest things? This is the things I think about during those moments. (I'm not forcing you to agree, these are just my personal opinions. So don't get triggered.) In other words.......just me casually being stupid/weird. (I had a lot of drafts I made that I never published, so I said f*ck it and spam published them all.)