Myself Stories

မိန်းကလေး ပုံစံက ငယ်ရွယ်ပင်မယ့် အခြားသူတွေ လို ကြောက်ရွံ့သည့်ပုံစံ တစ်စက် မျှမရှိ။ ငိုယိုပြီး အသနားခံရမည့်ပုံစံ အစား သူမက မျက်လုံးအပြူးသာဖြင့် အခန်းအတွင်းက ပတ်၀န်းကျင် စူးစမ်းလေ့လာနေသည်။ နေသန်က စားပွဲကို လက်ဖြင့် ပုတ်လိုက်ပြီး "ဟေ့ ! မင်းရဲ့ အပြုအမူ‌တွေ ကို သတိထား။ ပတ်၀န်းကျင်ကို လျှောက်လှည့်ကြည့်မနေနဲ့" နေသန်ပြောတော့ ကောင်မလေး က လျှာ ကို ထုတ်ပြပြီး ကုလားထိုင်ပေါ် ထိုင်ချလိုက်သည်။ "နာမည် ဘယ်လို ခေါ်လဲ" မေးပြီး နေသန်က သူ့ရဲ့ ခေါင်းကို ငုံ့ မှတ်တမ်းတင်သည်။ "ဘက်တီ ဘရောင်း" "အသက် ဘယ်လောက်ရှိပြီးလဲ" "၁၈ နှစ်" "မင်းရဲ့ လိင် အမျိုးစားက ဘာလဲ" မေးတော့ ဘက်တီက သူမအသံကိုမြင့်ပြီး "ဒီမှာ ..ရုပ်ကို ကြည့်ပြီး ယောင်္ကျားလား မိန်းမ လား မ‌ခွဲတတ်ဘူးလား" သူမက နေသန် ကို ရူးနေသလား ဆိုသည့် အကြည့်ဖြင့် ကြည့်နေချိန် နေသန်က သူမကို မော့က

basically what the the title says. I ramble about life and other stuff idk. might not post often

Tường thành mang tên thanh xuân....

➤in which, 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨! 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚. 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙪𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙨. 𝘼𝙡𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚, 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙬 𝙩𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙚𝙬𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙚𝙭𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧! *Based off the ENFJ Care and Handling User Guide and Manual by @intpboard on Tumblr. [9/5/2025] [1st in #/sharing out of 1.27K || 12/04/2025] [cover art by @aeropie on Discord]

Hello, this is my personal space for sharing my innermost thoughts and feelings. Here, you can discover the quiet struggles I face each day-my everyday life. Think of this as my private diary it's where the things I can't say out loud will finally be heard through writing.

-مكتملـة- "ريشـة بهيـة عـن العالـم خفيـة، تتنـزه هنـا وهنـاك، تنثـر كلماتـها بِـ ولهـان... " - لينـور كيـم Debut : 30/4/2022

𝙶𝚎𝚝 𝚃𝚘 𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝙰𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝙼𝚎 o( ❛ᴗ❛ )o

ژانر ترسناک | مافیایی | تاریک | تۆڵە لە شارێکی تاریکدا کە یاسا دەنگی نییە، ناوی یەک پیاو هەموو دڵێک دەترسانێت: Joen Junk Kook. خوێن، ترس و دەسەڵات... بەڵام کاتێک ڕابردوو هەست دەکات بگەڕێتەوە، هیچ مافیایەک پارێزراو نابێت.

Well, I'm just writing not because I want people to read, but because I want to let out what I never got to say.

Yes I did write the title that way intentionally. But uh... my art, idk, probably gonna put other random stuff here as well.

So this is my bio/rants cause you know.. Those bitches be hatin' and I be writin' (I usually don't talk like that)

"SageMcMae" When her kind frequented the oceans, mermaids spent hours polishing their scales and knotting their tresses with beads and shells to attract a mate. Rey can't imagine such a tedious thing. She has no interest in a mate. Not that it matters since she is the last mermaid. One morning she wakes up to find a small offering left outside her home. She catches only a glimpse of alabaster and obsidian before the creature dives into the murky depths of the deep sea. On the edge of the drop-off, Rey is left with a choice: Stay in the light or follow into the dark.

You love short stories? Well, you come to the right place! This will be a collection of short stories featuring me, my friends, George, Francine, Loretta, Benjamin, and many more colorful characters! So, enjoy your time in Story Land!

a young lady finds herself inking down the words her heart could never say to another soul. these very virtual pages hold memories, moments, and musings from her childhood. moments that are now turning into a mere figment of her brain which are told poetry. 【 a poetry collection 】 © 2022-present sylvia mahmood / aureatekey. all rights reserved. This body of work is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen and you may be at risk of malware. Please notify the original author.

A compilation of my own untold tales of forbidden romance, murder, death and silent lust. "My faith has been raided by your black magic woven on your pomegranate lips" "I'd go to your coffin and step at it, and you shall hear the muffled sound getting louder that will signal you, war has begun" "My vengeance is like the bite of a deadly rattlesnake. Venom shall travel from your artery to your heart until I suffocate you with it" "Bones are chiseled into chalices filled with humanity's blood and the saliva of demons, just like you and I" All my dreams, cremated in flames and buried in the coffin of my own crazed mind. The silence pushes the trigger behind my back, and the cuts on my wrists bleed till a vein is unstitched. The own conscience of one actually never mattered.....its the actions that violently change its mind when it grows paranoid.... "I l-loved y-you....but you destroyed its power leaving it in ashes around my lifeless self" - Does this have a hidden depth of a story to it? Its your own decision, child. Your own path of choice.. Cover by: JaneOng1 / / Rankings / / #288 ( 6/19/18 )

shit so bad its got me writing idek what this is, but you should read :DD *all written by yours truely*

just random rants/things ab me/just me

ყσυ'ɾҽ ɯҽʅƈσɱҽ ԋҽɾҽ, αɳყƚιɱҽ.

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A VARIETY OF POIEMS WRITTEN BY MYSELF.