Insignificant Stories

A story about a fool who can do anything and everything... (Let me know if you want me to write more chapters of this nonsense...)

Let this be the proof Let them be the witness This will be my memoir of you

I guess this is a book of my feelings. Throughout many days. And I guess you could say that this is my life. That this is how I feel most of the time. Inconsistent writing and updates... Just depends how I'm feeling. Trigger warning: Sad stuff. I just don't want to accidently trigger someone.

The world can feel so big, and we can feel so insignificant.

In•sig•nif•i•cant (adj.) Too small or unimportant to be worth consideration

Random collection of poetry written by me...

Sometimes, our problems and fears seem so big and unconquerable. There are times when we think that the world revolves around us. This poem talks about the realization that we are all just specks in a vast, majestic world.

Have you ever wondered what is out there? What might be lurking in the darkness between the stars? What terrors? How little we know about the universe that surrounds us and our own existence. Compared to the endless distances and giant objects humanity seems insignificant, not even worth a footnote in the timeline of an old and ancient cosmos that has been around long before our ancestors escaped the oceans of our planet and will still be there long after we have faded away. This is a collection of dark poems about life, the universe, existence, and the unknown terrors beyond our imagination.

This is my collection of poems for the Attys! There are ten poems, each in a different poetic form. Thanks for choosing to read them, and thank you to everyone for the amazing support I've gotten for my poetry. Stock Image Used For Cover Can Be Found Here : http://sourcow.deviantart.com/gallery/26670863#/dx1m4u

A short story. you where everything I yearned to be, burned out, I would continue, destroying my body, my hard work all in vain. A ballerina that was never relevant, I was reminded again that it was your mere gaze that reduced me simply to a mere shadow that dared to hide in the bright light of your divinity. How dare I? My incompetence. Trapped in misery, I'm trying to hide it. Cursed be everyone who curses you, and blessed be everyone who blesses you, my sad reality.

My heart overflows . . . in poems. Poetry is painting with words as the colors. Awesome cover by @DazzlingGray.

@poems.i.guess i was bored, depressed and heartbroken (: first three parts are kind of a description of what happens to me when winter is over and i have to say goodbye to my seasonal depression. i always part with my depression with a story or a poem. these are all from the last three years, and i hope you enjoy reading them. i hope they inspire you or make you think, or maybe encourage you to create art? The 4th, the 5th and the 6th part talk about how I got to know this person, the first person that I ever let in completely and thought that I've finally found someone who'll understand me and I finally thought that I was doing fine, but in the end I got my heart broken like never before. i don't know, but i hope it helped you in some way. (: stay alive frens ||-// FPE

Just a small collection of short stories. When I'm suffering from writer's block, I write short stories/descriptions/hooks/anything! I've been told I'm not terrible at it, so... voila. A collection of what I write when I've got writer's block.