Historias de Ennui

Hey hey hey ! Mes parents m'obligeant à tenir un "journal" pour occuper mes journées, je poste ça sur Wattpad dans l'espoir que des gens m'imitent et me montrent que vraiment personne sait quoi faire de ses journées xD ~~ 11/05 : Enfin terminé. Enfin je me suis bien amusé à écrire ce journal en fait XD. Si ça se trouve des scientifiques le trouveront dans des milliers d'années et retraceront notre histoire grâce à nos journaux de confinement !! 😱💪

I will be writing fanfics on the what you guys suggests. There will have to be some complication when it comes to writing the stories. But I will at least try to. If the Ship does great, there will be squeals happening :3

Fifteen-year-old Leo is determined to avoid prom, viewing it as a pointless event. He lives in a large house a short drive away from his parents' cafe, where he and his siblings enjoy the rare luxury of separate rooms, a significant privilege in their country. On prom night, Leo plans his escape by sneaking into a hidden passage he discovered in the cafe, which transports him into the mind of Riley, a girl from a neighboring town. Inside Riley's mind, emotions are personified as distinct characters-Joy, Sadness, Anger, and others. When prom-goers discover Leo's hiding spot and invade Riley's emotional realm, Leo and his new friends must act quickly. They break the recall tube, plunging the intruders into the memory dump and restoring peace to Riley's mind while ensuring Leo won't have anyone that could drag him to prom. Leo returns to reality, not only free from prom but also with a newfound understanding of emotions and a deeper appreciation for connecting with others while living life on his own terms.

My third poem collection.

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Work-in-progress. New Adult romance novel. Recovering from a tumultuous senior year of high school that lost Jillian her oportunities for college, she tries to move forward with her life. Jillian moves to a small town and works at a pizza shop. Feeling like a child living in a world of adults, she struggles to find her motivation to change her life for the better

Recueil d'OS personnage x OC. Les personnages peuvent provenir de n'importe quel univers, mais il y a principalement des personnages d'anime. Pour l'instant, on a du OC x Newt, OC x Ace, OC x Yomo, OC x Ayato, OC x Kuroo, OC x Smoker, OC x Zoro, et d'autres arrivent ;) Les OC ne m'appartiennent pas tous, mais bizarrement je sais que leurs propriétaires seront ravies de ce que je leur fait faire. Les autres personnages ne m'appartiennent pas.

poems about the grey places that we sometimes inhabit and the beings we meet there. We transfer our memories to the cold grey silence. A place of storage, a world where dreams are created and nightmares lurk. Let us explore before the fading starts.

je m'ennuie !!!!!

Tien donc, une histoire.

"Too bad, There is so much, So much more that I would like to do, If only I could make the time, If only I could find my place." Poems by Mark & Benjamin Toney.

Isolation is a perspective in and of itself. Wickies of old understood the horror of the sublime, and so does June.

A few months after the whole anxiety attack, Joy and Anxiety have grown very close, way closer than anyone could ever think. Joy & Anxiety have now fallen for each other and now must hide it from everybody else. It won't be easy, but Joy will do anything just to stay with her orange little girlfriend.

The love story of twink jacques and emo fvg ennui ;-;

...Heeeeuuuu...

ENNUI. /änˈwē/ noun; a feeling of listlessness and dissatisfaction. Ava Gibson came out the lesser half of a set of twins. Her twin, Ada, is in every way praised for every way Ava isn't. She doesn't get out enough, she's boring, she has no friends. Ava in her lonesome is at her best but everyone is convinced that she is doing herself wrong. They say if someone says something enough everyone starts to believe it and Ava is no exception.

The title is pretty self-explanatory, although, to clarify, it will be French poetry which I (attempt to) translate. Hope you like my interpretations of other poets' words. :) Translated Poems: - Le Gout du néant (Baudelaire) - Tristesse en mer (Gautier) - Demain, des l'aube (Hugo) - Spleen (IV): Quand le ciel bas et lourd... (Baudelaire)