Looser Stories

کچە هەرزەکارەکە بە شوو درا، منداڵی بوو، ژیانی وێران بوو هیچ ویستێکی جێبەجێ نەکرا...! ئیتر ئازاری قبوڵ نەبوو دەبوو بڕیاری خۆی بدات لە نێوان(ژیان و مردن) ژیان ئەو ژیانەبوو کە وەک دایکێکی سەڵت بژی و بگات بە خەونەکەی و منداڵەکەی بەخێو بکات مردنیش ئەوە بوو کە لەگەڵ هاوسەرەکەی بمێنێتەوە و ئازار و ئەشکەنجەی دەروونی و جەستەیی ببینێت بەڵام خودا پلانی جیاوازتری بۆ دانابوو هێڤی... تاکە هێڤی ئەو خودا بوو بەدڵبوونی تۆی خوێنەر تاکە ئامانجی منە نەک ڤۆوت و کۆمێنت و ئەو شتە هیچانە...

The man of your dreams left you heartbroken not for someone else, but because of your own self. And that's even worse. Suddenly he decides to walk up in your life again as your very own employee! And now when you have forgotten him, he is ready to take you up in his arms and declares you as his wife! But what will happen when you find out that, the man has never left your side for once!? And the 'best-friend' of yours was actually hired by him to protect you around! Then why tf parting ways in the first place!

Hey guys! So basically, this isn't a novel or anything. Its just like my virtual diary which for instance is in the internet. Yeah, maybe some of you would think, 'Why can't she just write it in her notebook?'. Well, my first answer for that is: I'm lazy. Whenever I come near a pencil or a pen, eevrything just goes into disasters. I hate it when I see that my handwriting is bad even if it is all the time. Sometimes the weirder of me just gets weirder and weirder. Anyway, the seond reason is that: My parents are snoopy. Is snoopy even a word or I just made that one up? Either ways, snoopy is a verb of looking into private stuff. They always check whether I'm doing anything suspicious or not. And sometimes it sucks (okay, most of the time) because I'm a naughty kid. I swear if they saw this too, I'm gonna rip my head off. But before that, I need to do some thing/s first. Find that out here in 'This is Me'.

Te wakacje miały być normalne. Całymi dniami oglądanie seriali i od czasu do czasu spotkać się z przyjaciółką, jednak moje ambitne plany zostały rozwiązane już po pierwszym tygodniu. Papierosy, alkohol i chłopcy to nigdy nie była moja liga, niestety do czasu...

This is the story of my how I had gone to ups and downs in my life. And lived in extraordinary way.

Must be happy

well Hi :-)

Once , once in your lifetime you might face that situation which you must have never thought of. This poem is based on that even in my life when I was broken, discouraged and demotivated. Hope you like it

Copyright © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Hurt Love Heartbreaks Friendsip Misunderstandings Confusions and a PUNCH Tani never expected that all of this will happen to her. But you know what they say, "Expect the unexpected"

These are the everyday thoughts of a loser. Enjoy.....

24/7 laughing,smiling all around the people but what goes on inside of a person noone knows and even if they know noone cares. They say it's her drama or maybe she's trying to gain attention and all she does is ruin herself .. Why does she cry again and again when we have consoled her once ? why does she sit alone ? it's her fault she can't sleep ? this not a story but random pages and writing each time I couldnt end myself

story of NEET dropper

The title explains it all. But it isn't a diary. I don't need diarys because I'm manly as hell. I just put my horrible life in this book. (I would rate this book PG-14)

Why should Thomas Jefferson, one of the Cool Kids, have to sit with the biggest and most pathetic losers at school? Well, that's a funny story. And it all started with a book.

The title says it all so come ,and learn little human...

Bailey Quill has a secret pair of wings and when someone finds out about it she doesn't know what to think. But when she finds others like her she doesn't know who to trust. {I'm really bad at descriptions so just give it a chance lol. }

SHORT STORY I never thought my life would end up like this. Thirty years old, scrolling through pictures of people who used to be my friends, now smiling with their spouses and children while I sat alone, wondering where everything went wrong. I cried myself to sleep one night - not just because I was tired, but because I was angry at myself, angry at time, angry at the choices I never made. I whispered into the dark, "If I could just go back..." And when I opened my eyes again, I had. The cracked screen of my old flip phone blinked on the nightstand. Posters I hadn't seen in a decade clung to the walls. My mom's voice - young, loud, alive - called me from the kitchen. I was twenty again. Ten whole years rewound in a single night. It felt like a miracle. A second chance. The universe had pressed reset, and I was holding the controller. At first it was hilarious. Knowing the drama my friends would go through, I laughed at their tears and crushes like some time-traveler babysitter. I flirted with the guy I'd been too shy to confess to the first time around. I changed my diet, skipped the dead-end jobs, hugged my mom more. For once, I thought I could fix everything. But time doesn't like being rewritten. The more I interfered, the stranger things became. Songs played on the radio that shouldn't exist yet. I thought I was being clever, saving my friend from a tragedy that destroyed her life the first time. But the moment I pulled her out of danger, something else shifted - worse, crueler. It was like fate was a scale, and every good I added tipped something else into darkness. And then, the punishment came for me. My lover - the man I was finally brave enough to hold onto this time - vanished. One morning, he left a note on the fridge: Gone to get us food. Be back soon. Hours passed. Days. He never came home. And I knew, deep down, why.

HELLO GUYS,SO BASICALLY THIS STORY IS ABOUT A GIRL WHO IS A TEEN AND SHE IS DEPRESSED ABOUT HER LOOKS , STUDIES,WEIGHT,BODY, PARENTS abuses and many more...so GUYS check this story ..i luv u guys ♥️