Befree Stories

A girl who fell in love with two brothers

Life

Welcome to Thinking Out Loud, whoever you are. Have you ever asked yourself what's the meaning of thinking? What's the point in expressing yourself when nobody gives a crap about it? According to us, both thinking and expressing ourselves are what makes us the beautiful person we are. Only humans have these abilities, better use them then. They make us special, different from any other. Having an opinion makes us what we are, expressing it let us be known. Plus, it's not true that nobody cares. We care. At least two people on this globe care about you. Maybe now you are thinking: whoever is writing this must be crazy. Or: have you heard yourselves? Well, we think we're perfectly sane. And the idea of making a place where people can express themselves without fear, have the chance of thinking of topics which usually are not taken in consideration, know themselves and others better, is not either. We'll ask random questions about whatever crosses our minds and you'll be free to post your opinion. It will be a place free of stress, rules (the respect required is the only one), fears... Writing what you think, you'll get to know what other think. You'll be able to find people with your same opinion, possibly new friends, or your uniqueness. Are you interested in discussing about the strangest topics in order to understand yourself better? Are you willing to read strangers' opinions to know others better? Do you want to take part in Thinking Out Loud? Where thoughts set free. It's up to you to let them be or not. --- More information inside --- 23:58 21/08/2018 By @Suycali & @Kyaayk We're both Italian, but writing in English is the feeling of the moment. We can handle Japanese and Spanish, too. Feel free to write in the language you prefer. Cover made by @Suycali Don't copy our ideas. You're better than that :))

There is a girl. Trapped in a deep purple building as big as a warehouse. Trained for the world, but never allowed out to see it. A recurring dream of a train that will ride her to freedom is never far from mind. When she sees the train from her dreams in real life, she knows her freedom is near. All that stands between her and her freedom, is her ruthless father. He has kept her imprisoned her entire life, training her to be physically sharp, and mentally sharper. Deep inside she knows, She will see the stars.

twink pride

It hurts when it's true

eva left her old hometown to follow someone who she wants to spend the rest of her life with. but, what if her life ends before she can begin a new one? dakota had so many things to catch up on. evas' leaving, evas' future, and his own self. he was confused. dakota suffered from many things as a kid, inflicted it upon him in the future.

Kanji/Romaji/English

Fear engulfed me in an enclosed room where I only get out to go get something to eat. tears became my food day in and day out , I moan almost every day movies and series became my books and my family became a silent log. they're there but can't help or don't want to help. my boyfriend became a burden so I would like to share with you the series of my thoughts and feelings of loneliness.prayer felt like a burden too.

"I ran."

Kyle has a diary that takes everywhere, to the toilet, the store, to bed, to restaurants, to the gym, to school, literally EVERYWHERE. Kyle has a huge secret though, but no one knows about it.

Advice for a broken heart.

Hi Coming soon Updating slowly Waiting for yall actually

poetry about finding myself

A short story dedicated to my fantastic art teacher Jerry Miller, he wrote me a song called Little Wren and I wanted to write this story as a thank you for his beautiful song! He told me he came up with the idea when he woke up and saw a wren outside his window and started to write down lyrics and magically it became a song. I am not going to lie when he sang it to me I started balling. I am so grateful to have such an amazing person in my life and I wanted to show how much I love him by writing this story that corresponded to the lyrics of his song. Seriously, I wish he was my grandpa, because in my opinion he would be the coolest grandpa ever! Anyways, I hope you like my short story and that you have a lovely day! <3 PS. Sorry if my grammar and punctuation isn't quite right.

Life is short. life is long. dont put yourself down for one thing youve done wrong you hate you love you are free like a soaring dove but that dove can stay or that dove can fly away live life with the one u love live life as a soaring dove

Someone once told me " If you wanna tell your story, if you wanna tell your truth you gotta be ready to feel it all, to let all those deep dark thoughts flow through you." , and that was the most scary and precious advice i got until today. Now i sit here on my desk looking out my window and writting to you, whoever you are, in hopes my story reaches someone and heals me from my pain in the process.

Stefano an Italian guy loves Luke but his mind is full of thoughts and fears. He spends a lot of time alone and he overthinks too much. His life is between love and what he wants to become. Life is so unexpected sometimes.