Formyself Stories

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Constant self reflects, judgements and overthinking nothing and everything. That's life, and so am I...

𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚞𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚜

This was from Twitter @faikittyy Honestly, I made this so I myself could read it. this is about the reason to Devildom's sky

Kuan ang name sa bae Ayla Solarie, favorite kaayo siya sa mga problema kay di siya biyaan, sana ol di biyaan. Pero taga naay mo abot na problema naa say mo tabang, at first na creepyhan nahadlok siya kay basin kinsa nay nitabang niya unya naa siyay step sister pero murag sad ug gisaniban ug pito ka yawa ang batasan liwat sa mama HAHAHAHA dili sad siya mo saba sa iyang papa sa mga nahitabo niya kay basin ma stress ngana. Pero later on giganahan na siya kay taga naay mo abot problema feeling niya dili ra siyay mo solve kay naay mo abot na tabang dayun bisan dili siya mangayo.

I, after a long time decided to start doing simple stuffs like this again. Well, mostly to kill time but on the other hand, show others what i could become. Hope you read this and enjoy!

A random collection of words from the heart... I may one day look back and wish I hadn't written them, but that probably won't make them less true. These letters/poems are what I want to say now, to a person I want to love in the future. I don't know who that person is, but one day I will, and when we meet... this is who you'll be meeting. Even if, by then, this will be the 'old me,' these letters will still hint at who I am, and who I was, and who I am growing into. So, without further ado I present these open notes To My Future ________, ...

Poetry I have written when the urge strikes me. Feedback is welcomed and appreciated 😊

This is a book in which I write my thoughts and feelings my way, for myself. I don't intend for other people to read this, but you can if you want to. Maybe you'll find some recognition in this. Feel free to share your thoughts in the comments.

a book full of my romance club main characters, so i don't get confused.

"Rain or shine, it's pancake time!" Joy has heard the saying before and having gone to the Pancake House since childhood, she remembers her family hiding out there during a hurricane or sneaking out with friends for 2 a.m. pancakes and bacon or researching online the status of the Pancake House index to determine how close they were to an apocalypse. Apparently, the government considered them a good indicator of how close they are to some impending doom considering that they just don't ever close. But now it's Day 532 of the Cordyceps Pandemic (more commonly known as the "zombie" pandemic) and the Pancake House is still dishing out coffee and bacon to clients, and giving Joy an earful for being late for her second shift-- even if it was for the fact that she had to fight off a hoard of zombies just to get to the Pancake House. Because rain or shine or the Pancake House never closes. Not even for a zombie apocalypse.

I'm writing this as an xreader but I daydream to much so that is were the inspo comes from. Um it may take a bit to get to the romance but trust we'll get there. And just a warning this is gonna be straight trash. :)

Pas destiné à toi, mas à moi

I don't know... I guess there are some times when I feel like this. Hopeless and... alone, alone with my feelings. Feelings that I don't understand.

this is how I feel, the ways I feel and even what I feel like, I dunno if I'm bipolar, I just do not know

Again. for my enjoyment. this is is a charecter from my friends series and I'm making a fanfic of it. her series is also a warrior cat fanfic lol.

poems for myself really based on my experiences I guess

Skz theory. cinimatic universe skz theory.

1. Fired noodles