Mylife Stories

چیڕۆکێکی کوردییە🇹🇯

This is genuinely just for my followers because I don't want yall to think I'm dead or something

This is made by me. This is my first ever book. Might be a story... but can also be a fanfic revolving around Kubo Kitayama <-oc and male reader!!!! Sorry it's trashy. I own my characters, and you own you! Please give me some ideas...🫶🙏

Well, My Name is Sinthia and I love writing stories and poetries and wanted to share them here. I mean which platform is better than wattpad to share your writings? right? "Some are Shorts so Some are long so here are my poetries which you should check for once"😉 So let's peep inside 😊💕

just random things from my Life tex storys,Fun facts,things about me and more★ೄྀ༄

Ich glaube der Titel sagt schon alles. Hier sind so ein paar Geschichten und Lustige Sachen von meiner Klasse, Schule, Freundesgruppe und einfach generell drinnen. Updates kommen nicht regelmäßig ich warte eher auf vieles um es zu veröffentlichen. Ich hoffe ihr habt Spaß Byee

Between Goodbye and Nothing It started with a message I didn't expect to change everything. After that, there were no more conversations, just silence where something used to be. I kept checking my phone even when I already knew there was nothing to read. Days went on, but my mind stayed stuck in the same place, replaying the last words over and over, as if maybe I'd understand them differently if I thought about them long enough. This is the space between goodbye and nothing, the part where someone is already gone but still feels everywhere. In habits. In memories. In the way certain moments suddenly feel too loud when everything else is quiet. It's not really about the ending. It's about what happens when you're still living in it.

life fucks you up so many times that by now you ended freshman year soon to be a sophomore well ur in the middle of summer so you fuck up life back as a teenage bitch!.... anyone else have no filter and sounds unhinged as well or is it just me ......

Бурхан өөрийгөө байгааг хүмүүст мэдрүүлэхийг хүссэндээ л зовлонг бүтээж, төгс төгөлдөр гэх нэрийг оргүй хоосон болгосон гэдэг. Хүмүүний амьдралд эхний даваа болсон гэр бүл гэгч төгс заяадаггүй нь бурханы бас нэгэн бэлэг гэлтэй. © Purplsky.

I am going to tell you guys every day (I try to) what happend in my life, kinda like a blog or just my internet diaries

My very own poems that make me feel absolutely better when I'm sad. IM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING IN A WHILE IVE BEEN BUSYYYYYY SORRYYYY

this is all about my life and my the toxic people i know! have fun :)

A soul, kind but unseen, strong but silent, held back but still fighting, follow the journey of 2(square)an intern trying to find a place in her career. From bright smiles to shattered souls to healing hearts. Will she make it to the end or is it more than she can bear

When we find our soulmate, we expect similarity, yet discover contrast. Virhan x Tara One is resolute, astute, and unyielding; the other, serene, graceful, and innocent. Fate entwines their lives, presenting unforeseen complexities-an unborn child he coldly dismisses as a mistake, while she embraces it with silent strength. Aagam x Arohi One stands in contrast-he is short-tempered and subtly manipulative, while she is naive, silent, and timid. Yet destiny binds them together, not for love, but to shield her from humiliation, as society brands her existence as a sin unworthy of even a passing glance. Hirdan x Ridhima He is gentle, diligent, and astute, while she is captivating, poised, and quietly confident. Fate conspires to bind them together, not out of love, but to shield her from his formidable enemies, weaving a bond born of protection and unforeseen destiny. Reyaan x Tivya He is narcissistic, obsessive, cunning, yet impulsive; she is bold, with a sharp and analytical mind. Fate did not bind them-he did. Driven by a need for dominance, he seeks to control and possess her in every possible way, whereas she strives to escape his grasp, desperate to reclaim her freedom. Manav x Rishika Manav is composed, reserved, and quietly benevolent, whereas Rishika is vivacious, talkative, and radiates endless laughter. Fate entwines their lives, urging him to become her protector-and somewhere along the way, his guarded heart begins to soften for her. Ivaan x Vitti Ivaan and Vitti are complete opposites-he is a carefree, rebellious, and thrill-seeking biker, while she is talkative, sharp-witted, and fiercely self-reliant, a true topper. They begin as rivals, constantly at odds, yet fate has other plans-quietly turning their rivalry into a secret, unspoken love. Let's dive into my story......

------------------ Her POV'S ----------------------- I looked at him through tear-filled eyes as my baby boy cried loudly in my lap. I was sitting on the bed while he remained occupied with his laptop. He sat directly opposite me on a chair placed in the corner of the room. "Ise chup karao," he shouted, making me flinch. "W-Woh chup nahi ho raha," I stammered, gently rocking the baby in my arms. "Toh chup karao!" he yelled again as he grabbed his laptop. With a sharp movement, he pulled open the door and stormed out of the room. My eyes remained fixed on the door. Despite everything, a small part of me hoped he would return and ask why our son was crying so much. But he didn't. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I pulled my baby closer and covered him with my pallu. Then I began feeding him. Gradually, his cries faded away. His tiny stomach filled with milk, and his heavy, uneven breaths slowly settled into a peaceful rhythm. Looking down at his innocent face, I gently wiped away the tears lingering in my eyes.. #TraumaAndHeal #RealAndReel #LoveAndHate #PureAndImpure #ManAndWoman #HunterAndPrey ------------------------------------------------------

A girl can hear people's hidden feelings under moonlight She secretly hears the thoughts of the boy she love but his heart belongs to someone else This story is written with a mix of fiction and personal experiences Please forgive me if there are any mistakes.

He was your first ✨️LOVE✨️

basically my dreams, things that go on inside my head, and weird stuff that happens in my life

*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ 𝓑𝓪𝓻𝓫𝓪𝓪𝓭 : 𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓭 𝔀𝓲𝓯𝓮　˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ ये जो मुश्किल से दिल को, सलामत रखा इसमें आने दो क्या तुझको टूट जाएगा दिल, फिर ना जुड़ पाएगा इस बात का डर है मुझको 💫🌷𝓜𝓪𝓭𝓱𝓾𝓫𝓪𝓵𝓪'𝓢 𝓟𝓸𝓿 🌷💫 Everything feels shattered in a single moment, as if my past has come alive and dragged me back into it. I never thought I would ever see him again. Every time something even remotely related to him appears in front of me, a cold shiver runs through my body. How am I supposed to forget the one who ruined a part of my teenage life, leaving me fearful, fragile, and broken in ways I never showed the world? "उसने मुझे बर्बाद कर दिया..." And now... I am sitting here as a bride. In heavy silence. In a room full of eyes. And beside me sits the same man-my future groom. I never wanted him. Not in my dreams, not in my prayers, not even in my fate. Because to me, he was never love... he was my bully, my fear, my nightmare that never truly ended. Sometimes some people come in your life not make you special but make you feel that you are not less than curse. How I supposed to live with him under same roof? **** I opened his cabin and saw, he was sitting calmly, eyes stayed on his laptop. I gathered courage and approached him. My anklet echoed in the cabin, announcing my arrival. I approached him and stood quietly besides him. A audible voice escaped from my lips " Suniye.." he didn't respond. I called him again " Suniye, mein..mein aapke liye khana le kar aayi hoon" I extended my hands slowly towards him and clutched his sleeves " Chaliye na " called him sweetly. He didn't move even an inches, I again called him sweetly " Chaliye na "sud

A girl who is forced to marry her father's boss cause her needs to repay his loan to the boss. Let's find out what happens