Wishfulthinking Stories

[A POETRY COLLECTION] ​We're all stars that breathe air and life, Twinkling with the night skies to exist and transcribe. The color of our souls were the source of our flame, In this journey where we burn to bring honor to our names. A lifetime is enough to retell our stories to the stars. Drawing a constellation for those who may lose their life's compass. Until we breathe the last stardust, Memoirs of the star that fell, became a colorful wanderlust. - Hannah Redspring [PUBLISHED IN WATTPAD ONLY]

The ocean is sick. Esmé is sicker. And somewhere between dreams and waking, something is stealing crowns. Esmé is living with a severe bone condition that draws her life inward, while everything around her quietly unravels. Friends drift without goodbye. Her father returns after five years of silence, present but unreachable, as if distance has become a second language neither of them knows how to unlearn. In Pelagia, grief does not announce itself. It accumulates, like salt in the throat, like weather that refuses to pass. The Sea is spoken of as though it remembers, as though it keeps what the town cannot hold. Then Luna arrives with a wish. Not a cure, not a repair, but something that bends the edges of what is possible. Something that might change the Sea itself, though nothing in Pelagia comes without cost. And still, something is stealing crowns. A story about grief, growing up too fast, and learning how to love a world that might never be saved.

Pt.2 of opening up and where my head is at

It is what it is

The unrequited love of a mirror for their owner.

A kite in the sky if slips from hands, the string scars the same hands that held it from getting lost in the infiniteness

Phases of mind - some of my poems I wrote/will write in some of situations or phase I was/am in. ********* this is my first time writing on Wattpad. I don't know much about it but I hope y'all will like it *********

Gwen isn't your average year 10 student. With her new book Ripped Apart on the shelves she's been doing well, until now. A great opportunity has arisen and she has to decide what she wants to do. But the choice she makes affects her whole life, does she really want that? To decide to change your life is a big choice and she doesn't want to screw up, does anyone? Sequel to Love and Hate.

"In another life, mon amour." She said.

I am writing letters to people. This started off as just letters to silly crushes that will never read them but now, I want to put into these any thoughts and emotions that I have.

We all have that star we would expect to see at night. What if someone is also watching that star, baka siya yung maging Mr. Destiny mo. Lahat naman talaga ay tinadhana sa lahat na gawin naatin. When you see a shooting star, wish mo kaagad na sana mangyari yan. Kahit di na natin alam kung saan na tayo, we won't give up. pagdating sa kanya, you may be hurt, be loved, get caught, and feel your wish come true. Kahit noon pa yun pinapangarap at makalimutan mo na, yung puso ma ay maging utak and you will remember all the things you did.

We're drowning. A collection of thoughts scribbled into words.

Have you ever wished that time will come that this person you always wanted will love you back? Despite of the societal backlash you'll both receive? For not conforming to the norm and breaking the stereotypes? If so... I hope you can relate to this story. Art by: ThalleMyHoney

She looks at me

One shots. Cover doesn't belong to me

"Umm.. I will earn alot of money and build a big house. Jimin will take the first floor, I will take the second and you can take the third. We will listen to our favourite songs like we do now and I will cook for three of us." "Sounds nice." A story in which a youthful dream and the harsh reality of growing up clashes causing a promise to break, a friendship to fade away and few words left unsaid.

One-Shot