Wishfulthinking Stories

Han Ji-Pyeong had loved Seo Dal-Mi long before she ever knew his name. As kids, they exchanged letters that became each other's light-until the day Ji-Pyeong was forced to walk away from everything, including the only family he had left: Dal-Mi's grandmother, Won-Deok. Fifteen years later, they meet again. But Dal-Mi has no idea that Ji-Pyeong was the boy behind the letters-because he wrote them under a borrowed name: Nam Do-San. And fate, ever cruel, let Dal-Mi fall for Do-San instead. Ji-Pyeong was convinced that destiny had made him the second lead again... until Do-San left for the US, and Ji-Pyeong finally had the chance to choose his own path. For three years, he believed Dal-Mi was the only woman he could ever love- until Min-Ah reentered his life, the childhood friend he never expected to see again... and the only person who might challenge the place Dal-Mi holds in his heart. Now, Han Ji-Pyeong faces the hardest question of all: Is his heart tied to the past he never let go of... Or the future he never saw coming? ✨ A Start-Up alternate universe where Han Ji-Pyeong's happiness comes first. ✨ No guaranteed JiDal end-only the ending he truly deserves. ✨This is for the healing of my#TeamJiPyeong heart,

This is just a book of anime random stuff. New parts everyday! Includes exclusive (and probably half finished) anime art that is not yet in My Book of Art!!

17 year old Andrea Willows had just won her 3rd grammy and was getting bored with her life. As she wished to live a normal life, Kirsty Cameron, a girl with a normal life, also wished for a life of popularity and riches. Their wishes get granted and they switch lives. Soon, they realised that the lives they wished for were not what they expected. They unexpectedly met each other and discovered that to get back to their normal lives they had to try to live their fake lives to the fullest.

This book is a collection of the thoughts that drift through my mind and the emotions that echo in my heart. Each poem is a moment - sometimes quiet, sometimes loud - shaped by love, loss, hope, and everything in between. These words are pieces of me, written in the moments when silence spoke the loudest. If you've ever felt too much or nothing at all, maybe you'll find yourself in these pages.

Unknown Sensation By Abundance Williams He lived by logic. She lived by faith. Neither expected the collision that would shake everything they believed in. Dr. Harley McKesie has spent her life mending what's broken - hearts, homes, and children forgotten by the world. Her dream to build The Children's Haven is all that keeps her moving. But when fate throws her into the path of Spencer Thompson - the brilliant, ruthless CEO known for his cold precision - her carefully balanced world begins to tremble. Spencer doesn't feel - not the way others do. His world is built on order, contracts, and silence. Yet from the moment Harley storms into his life, something awakens in him - an unknown sensation that defies everything his mind can rationalize. As Harley's faith challenges his logic, and his power threatens her peace, both are forced to confront what lies beneath control - vulnerability, longing, and the terrifying possibility of love. But when secrets, lies, and buried pain surface, will the unknown between them bring redemption... or ruin? A slow-burn romance of faith, control, and the healing power of love - set against the heart of South Africa. #1-wishfulthinking! As of 10 September 2021 #3-wishfulthinking! as of 15 August 2022

All of these images are artworks made by no one but myself, with maybe a little help from a few friends!!

One shots. Cover doesn't belong to me

Elodie had made an elaborate plan to run away. A packed suitcase and a note to her family, she goes to her high school hoping to get one final item. What she doesn't expect is Simon to be there. In the middle of the night, he's in the school parking lot on top of his car, staring at the sky completely lost in his thoughts. Discovering him there, she found herself wanting to stay. And thus began their parking lot inquiries.

A couple of sad and sometimes short poems I wrote. Some of these parts are meant to be songs but yeah, they work as poems

Wish, the last wish At the bed of life Toward the end of my life At the final gasp of mine I am wishing to see you The delicate beat of my heart The messed up breaths of mine The dead heart, tired body furthermore, dull Soul wishing to see you Everybody will kick the bucket, I may go prior with the wish to see you previously My eyes go off My pulse been halted My breath goes lost Before, Such finish of mine I need you To be with me here May be for some time, or for a short Age of time, however your essence is Essential to me Moan, yet Each shrouded thought knew it Your appearance will be a wish During my life and after it

dm @wordsnippets on instagram to anonymously publish a letter to someone you wish you could speak to

Short stories about a nonexistent s.o. - - Updated when I feel like it; hopefully once a week. - - The cover photograph is not owned by me. All rights to the owner.

mostly sad poems

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Emotions swirling in a storm Tears rolling down the sky Falling from my burning eyes You say to trust you But I know what you're going to do Betray me Leave me here in this sea I know I'm lonely But these are only All my dark thoughts

Take a ride with Iris on this beautiful journey, where she learns to live with her past, an hopefully discovers secrets that help her find who she truly is. I sat over the boundary wall thinking all this all by to myself. Sitting on the terrace alone with those thoughts, was the only time I could be myself. Suddenly there was a thud. I was startled but held on firmly. No one is supposed to know I am here, what if they find out.. what will I do.......... I had no answers. With fear I turned around expecting someone familiar, someone who discovered me,my place and waiting for that nagging voice. But what I found was a guy, an unfamiliar face, which brought to me a feeling of relief. But at the same time I felt a strange sensation, feeling I don't know afraid. The guy, clad in yellow shirt and sweatpants, with messy jet black hair, and pretty eyes looking at me with a questionable look. I don't know just what to say. I am feeling I am being interrogated, but how can there be such an effect just with one expression? I mean I should be the one with questions, after all this rather unknown potentially dangerous guy just somehow jumps to my terrace and instead of giving an apology looks at me with those questionable eyes. I wonder who the hell he thinks he... "Ummm... Are u all right miss?"

I read once some where that if you're feeling something you can't express out loud write it down and maybe you might feel better. So here I am Randomly writing down all the words scenarios and emotions that swamp me during the day it might not make sense but I don't make sense most of the time. They'll also be quotes and songs short stories it's super random... so ja here it goes please do comment if need be I would like to know if you relate feel the same been here... It's nice knowing that I'm not alone.

DREAMING