Truthhurts Stories

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"Not everyone who looks at you truly sees you. Some only notice the version of you that serves their silence. Others love you not for who you are - but for the void you fill. This is a story of someone who walked through the world unarmed, carrying emotions like time bombs, trying to survive in a world of polite conversations and cruel forgettings. This isn't a love story. This isn't a motivational diary. It's a quiet rebellion. A philosophical autopsy of being a 'phase' in someone's life. If you've ever felt unseen even while being watched, loved but never chosen, or used in the name of healing - this is for you. Because some pains are only visible to the ones who feel them. And not everyone has equal eyes."

A villain with a fairytale quirk roams hero schools, targeting specific individuals and putting them into a sleep from which they can only awaken with a kiss of true love. Enjoy 🥰💖

This is a mha fanfic lol. This is fluff not angst I'm telling you right now I just suck at titling thing- During a fight with the league of villains, three people were hit with a truth quirk, and this leads them to say a secret nobody knows every time they go to speak. Well let's just say this quirk causes a relationship to blossom <3 It's 5 in the morning and I'm tired. Im trying to write a good fanfic so if I screw something up don't come for me I'm literally using grammarly to help me with this- so please enjoy this story Idea credit: chupotea on Tiktok :)

Sabuong buhay ko, inakala ko perpekto na lahat sa akin. May masayang pamilya, maayos na estado, at palaging inuuna ang pangarap. But I guess, life isn't always perfect; because that's life, we can't escape obstacles in our life. Then I met Alistair, ang lalaking bumihag sa puso ko. Ang lalaking sinuportahan ako sa mga bagay na hinahangad ko. Noong mahalin ko siya, akala ko mas perpekto na ang buhay ko; nag mamahalan kami, tinatahak ko ang pangarap ko... pero sa isang iglap lang, tila nag laho ang lahat. There are things that sometimes, much better to hide. Pero paano kung ang bagay na iyon ay mumultuhin ka habang buhay? Even if unbelievable things can hurt you, it's much better to not imprisoned yourself all your life.

Tired of the rating you're ships stories but wanted to do one then suddenly I definitely I'll something more comedic instead. (This is fanmade)

(FICTION)This isn't your average diary. It's raw. It's chaotic. It's a collection of the loudest thoughts in the quietest head. Open if you dare but this is where the maniacs write.

A 'creature' after you and all you have is a phone to communicate but the people you love most could be as bad as the monster that lurks in the dark.

Hasn't anyone, ever, somewhere felt this in their life's?

There is something called "the person effect" which is the unique impact, positive or negative, a person has in coming across and connecting with others. Hi, Im Raven and this is a long story about my high school friendships, relationships, and life in general. In each chapter I will talk about a new person and how they affected my life good and bad. But first I'll introduce myself.

Plagiarism is a crime!!! Ps. Kung ayaw mo basahin ediwag! Pero kung binasa mo salamat ha?

It all started 10 years ago...

Tell me what you think! I'm just blowing off some steam in the best way I could think of...

Writing is a lonely art.

A quiet confession of loving someone who only shows up when it's convenient. It captures the ache of waiting, overthinking, and feeling invisible in a one-sided connection. In the end, it asks for something simple-honesty instead of silence.

When she smiles even the gods turn to look at what shines so bright - Miss Poetry A book is no less than happiness, on pages, in the form of words. - Miss Poetry "Have you ever been in love?" the little boy asked. "Yes, once" replied the old man. "Why only once?" questioned the little boy. "True love only comes once, but it lasts a million lifetimes." said the old man. - Miss Poetry Life is but a concept and thoughts that consume us - Miss Poetry Rain is not a blessing in disguise, but rather a blessing - Miss Poetry

Realyn is an 18 year old senior in high school. Her life isn't exactly perfect. When something bad happens to Realyn's best friend what will she do? What happens when a mysterious guys suddenly appears to her rescue?