Xxi Stories

Bare poems. Minimal, emotionally raw, and reflecting the fractured spirit of the 21st century. Each poem captures a modern dilemma or truth in its purest, most stripped-down form.

Recital de poemas y relatos inspirados en este siglo, en la bella decadencia de este siglo.

Może kolejna opowiastka licealisty z urojoną depresją Może jednak coś więcej ale jakie to ma znaczenie I tak wszystko jedno wszystko jedno

Opowieść nie będzie pisana i wymyślana w całości przeze mnie. Chciałabym, aby czytelnicy także brali udział w przygodach bohaterów. Na końcu każdego rozdziału zadam jedno pytanie na które będziecie mogli odpowiadać. Niech poniesie was wyobraźnia. Za wszystkie błędy ortograficzne, językowe, interpunkcyjne serdecznie przepraszam i zapraszam do lektury... :)

Mackenzie Annabelle Locke was a normal 18 year old girl until she visited her home country of Ireland to meet the boy of her dreams, Jared Cole, a 23 year old man that completely stole her heart. She walks hand in hand towards a destiny that was already decided centuries before her birth.

A veces el amor llega de distintas maneras, pueden perderse o pueden encontrarse, eres tú quien lo decide

It has begun. 4 years before the REAL life. Why do we call it like that? It gives me the feeling that I haven't lived before. I'm sure that I did. I did a lot of mistakes, drunk a lot of beer, forgot a lot of important memories. I had life before college and I will have after this whole shit. 4 years in college, 3 for the Master's degree 3 in Post-Grad for my PhD and I will be almost 30 when I will be able to work. Let's think about it. I have lived the half of my life before I started it. Sitting in the year-opening ceremony is the most boring part of being a student. In my Senior year I just didn't go to it. It was quite funny, we drunk and smoked in the basement during the speech. Now, you are thinking about how big asshole I am really am. Smoking, drinking, giving fuck to this whole educational system, not paying enough attention to my parents, who advocated me during my twelve years. Yes, maybe you are right. Let me introduce my opinion of being a good kid. Every parent wants a perfect blonde boy with blue eyes, with long dick and 180 or higher. He should be sporty, clever, funny and he still must have a lot of free time. Polite to his parents, doing all the housework, knitting with her mother while he is doing the dinner.Believe me or not, it was me until sophomore year. Is it weird? Let's think about it deeper. A blonde boy is hot, so he will have a wife. Check. Free time helps being popular. Being popular gives the kind of "we did it right" feeling to the parent. Check. Imagine that your son, the guy who will make your name well known is like this ideology? Weird to say but like I was. That would be a perfect life. We are not China figures so then it doesn't make any sense. Let me introduce myself your grace. My name is Charles Bennington. I got jailed. Because of drugs? Raping girls? Kill a weird ant? Bullying the Freshman assholes?No. Not at all. Keep going with me and I will tell you. Remember, I have the time for my story. Do you?

Dzieniczek, który piszę sobie raz na jakiś czas. Polecam gorąco. Pozdrawiam z rodzinką.

Ciel Phantomhive to uczeń trzeciej klasy gimnazjum. Od czasu śmierci jego rodziców chłopak zamkną się w sobie. Kiedy wyszedł z podstawówki jego oceny gwałtownie się pogorszyły, a w tym roku nie zaliczył pierwszego semestru z matematyki. Ale już niedługo pozna osobę, która zmieni jego smutne życie...