Brainfart Stories

Extra stuff about Daughter of Hell. Things I've written down. It's not the actual story and you won't understand if you haven't read Daughter of Hell. Just me messing around with my own story ideas.

just for fun

Russell reveals who he really is and why was he sent to The Wilderness Explore Camp

Every time a thought hits me, I write it out in a hysteric haze, and end up with little poems. This will be a collection of short poems I've crafted from the fine print of my notes app. Hope you enjoy

glup shitto

Oh yeah, SOOO original. Title took all the words out of my mouth. This might turn into something else... :\ WHATEVER YOLO!!! <3

Basically, sometimes I get inspiration to write a fanfic or a book and I write scenes, but I know the book will never happen, so I put these brainfarts here, in the hopes someone will plagiarize them (and then tag me so I can read the finished work)!

Welcome to the end A place where everything is on the tip of your Tounge Why are you here? And who are you? Are you even still human? Or have you ever been? A short story about what's beyond

Meh lol lol lol imma troll

a selection of poems, thoughts and stories that just kind of coalesce in my mind, then break the dam wall and burst out - some may come from my english classes, some may just come from nowhere but i hope they find a place here.

An appreciation of the phrase - Brain farts

These are stories about what happens at my crazy high school, and funny jokes, stories from home, and more. This will be a good read if you need a happiness boost! Updates won't come everyday. Funny things don't happen to me everyday...

Just a random bit of poetry. I started writing and just wrote down what came up in me, so if it seems random it's because I had a lot of brainfarts writing this story. It's not consistent, not keeping to a certain rhyme scheme and doesn't rhyme at all in some places.

Three. The number of regrets I have. And by that, I mean there are three things I remember off the top of my head that make the list. I first typed "three," the first word to this story, then wrote whatever my fingers wanted as the next sentence. My mind often goes toward the negative, and I almost deleted the line because I knew I have more than three. But then I tried to think of more and got tired and also wanted to continue writing words, so I stuck it out, and here are the three things. One, that one night years ago when I didn't have the courage; two, leaving grad school and instead becoming a cashier; and three, not seeing the band AWOLnation when I had the chance to do so. (The last one made the list because I remember saying aloud to my friends how this was a regret I would remember and throw on the pile of regrets that I now keep.) All of this is to say nothing, really. I know stories are not blogs, and this story is not meant to be a night's mind's random babbling ramblings.

its been ten years since childhood friends galaxy and grifeetie have seen each other, she lives with her brother papyrus but known as sugar in a two story house, when they moved into that house she had to change schools again, but this time she didn't know who she would meet again. Find out more when you read! Galaxy and some others aren't my characters! They are respected as the owners creations and not mine!

words could make or break you..

compilation of emotional poems and stories.

Just a book to dump my trashy brain fart story ideas in.

A fuck ton of things that just float around in my head pls do not question them just accept them in all their wonderful beauty

Sometimes, a white paper and and the silence of the night speaks much more than a poem ever can.