Delusional Stories

Kayra est en classe de terminale ,stressé a cause du bac elle se voit souvent rêvé . La vie lycéenne n'est pas interressante ,ses parents très occupés décident de lui acheter un appartement en septembre pour son "indépendace" . Elle ce retrouve donc a Paris livrée a elle même dans un nouveau lycée ou elle ne connaissait personne .Sa timidité la stoppait ,elle s'armait contre .Mais maintenant qu'elle vie seule il est temps qu'elle expérimente avec sa vie personnelle ,ça tombe bien une occasion va ce présenté !

Sometimes love doesn't only see grace, it settles through chaos, laughter, and the one person who sees you at your messiest... and then dangerously engulfs you to obsession. An obsession such that the person doesn't even know when they have already burnt each piece of themselves to the ashes of this purity... **** Taehyung: Y/N will you stop sucking that! Y/N : Why? Are you jealous do you want one too? Taehyung: Ughh No plz. I don't want that lollipop. Y/N: Your loss! Well anyways this listens to me more than my own husband does! ***** Taehyung: please, atleast listen to me once, I'm sorry I should have informed you. Jungkook had called me as he came back after a week. I really forgot mom had called us for dinner. Please I'm sorry wifey, I'll buy you a 1000 straberry lollipops as an apology. Y/n: Mr. Kim what are you saying, please behave, we are in office. Please be ready we have a meeting in the next fifteen minutes with- Taehyung: Are you bipolar or WHAT! Aren't you the one who is dying over lollipops 24/7!! Y/n: I'll get the meeting details ready and check if everything's perfect or not (*she said completely ignoring him*) ****** Taehyung: If love is a waste of time, I'd love to waste it all on you ***** Y/n: *I smile and cheer doesn't mean there isn't a suffering underneath* ***** Well if you know wanna know more dive into the story of of Kim Taehyung and Y/N Kapoor! Discover how their chaotic Arrange Marriage turns into a passionate Love Story.. Written by @Taehyung_fic7 And @Taebearfrevr Do not copy our work! Even with credits... (Shifted to my account ☺️✨)

all my tears have been used on another love English and French

The guy I've been obsessing over every time my dad watches football finally notices me. Am I dreaming?

damn okay idc what yall say im posting about my delusions

My bitch walking, these hoes tuss (tuss) Keep on sucking 'til I buss (keep on sucking 'til I buss) I don't want a lot of hoes (hoes) All I think about is us (all I think about is us) Love the way you make me feel (feel) It's just somethin' about your touch (it's just somethin' about yo' touch) Baby, I just want your heart (heart) Hope I ain't asking for too much? And jus' to see your face (face) I'd drive a thousand miles (I'll drive a thousand miles) Bae, I love the way you think (love your shape and love your smile) And I'm feenin' for you, girl (girl) 'Cause I ain't seen to you in a while ('cause I ain't seen you in a while) And if I ever catch a case (case) Bae, I want you at my trial (bae, I want you at my trial) I was calling, now I'm in trouble (trouble) Girl, your number on speed dial (girl, your number one speed dial) Baby, I ain't tryna drown (drown) Hold me up, don't hold me down (hold me up, don't hold me down) And ever since I showed a real (real) She stopped fucking with the clowns Bae, you know that you my queen (queen) That's why you always wear your crown Blow your back, I love that sound (sound) She chasin' up, we fuck around (we fuck around) Ass fat, it got some bounce (bounce) Clap loud, just like surround (clap loud, just like surround) Blow your back, I love that sound (sound) She chasin' up, we fuck around (we fuck around) Ass fat, it got some bounce (bounce) Clap loud, just like surround (clap loud, just like surround)

Silence creeps when moth lingers on the shadows, living in the blurred dimension of delusion, distorted dreams and a disturbing truth. *** Hester Acebo is a disabled young foster mama and aunt of a nine year old girl Millie Hayashi whose parents passed away in a mysterious road accident linked to the dense Alaskan woods. Three days later, their body was discovered, drowned in a frozen lake near the steep mountain range. This grisly incident deeply moved her still nurturing juvenile mind. To alleviate some grief off her delicate shoulders, Hester decided to move to her native town Hickery creek for a weekend fun at christmas eve only to end up disclosing some creepy secrets lurking in the festive town that made her question the invisible bridge between actuality and phantasm. YA Short Story Psychology, dark mystery & thriller Word count : 1998 For 13+ readers ! No adult themes

It's not about you anymore. Wondering why? all happened because of you, love. But you never knew.

Lee Mirae enjoys her life alone as a doctor in the emergency department of her family hospital, until one day when her brother, arranges a marriage for her with the future CEO of Yang Industries to save the hospital from bankruptcy. Yang Jungwon x Female OC

❛ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐃 ❜ ✧ 𝑚𝑎𝑑 𝑤𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛 songfic

》I would know you in every lifetime but would you even know me in this one?" Two souls from entirely different worlds... living lives that were never meant to cross.🌙☀️ Or maybe... they already did. Is there a connection that existed long before this life? And if there is... will they ever find each other again this time?🎐 ○•○ I'm writing this story because... I don't know why, but it feels like one day, what I've written will become real to someone.

Just when he thought the nightmare of what happen last year is over. A dramatic new problem appears. This time, an girl name Cassie decided that Harry is her boyfriend. Now Harry is dealing with an delusional girl, who is seemed to be getting away with everything. How will Harry deal with Cassie? What is life trying to tell him?

A collection of poems written through various stages of depression. Some are cliché, some seem irrelevant, and others are important. I hope it is interesting.

Ranjit Sarkar leaves the city behind, hoping to escape the noise, the pressure, and a past he doesn't talk about. He moves into his ancestral house at the edge of a quiet village-a house no one has lived in for years. The locals avoid it. They say nothing directly, but their silence says enough. At first, the house feels empty. Just old walls, dust, and forgotten rooms, until Ranjit finds a letter. A letter that wasn't there before. With no name. No sender. Only a message that feels... strangely personal. As days pass, more letters appear. Each one revealing something-about the house, about its past... and slowly, about Ranjit himself. But nothing in the house changes suddenly. The rooms remain the same. The objects stay where they are. But yet- something feels different every time he looks again. Ranjit begins to question what he's seeing. Is the house really empty? Or has everything always been there- just waiting for him to notice? Because this house doesn't hide things. It lets you discover them. Slowly. And once you do----- IT DOESN'T FORGET YOU...

Someone.. somewhere you met someone, that's when you started to believe in FATE.

Just pure imagination wherever it takes you and hope you find a part of you inside it and enjoy.

Words that fill my head when I think of him🩷