Pessimist Stories

Emma's life was never perfect. She never had the nice house, white picket fence and a beautiful labrador puppy. She never wanted any of that anyway. All she ever wanted was loving parents for her and her sister. She's come to terms with the fact that it's never going to happen. Mike had it even worse. But for him it's in the past and all he wants to do is move on and forget. But it's not as easy as it sounds. Then one day there paths cross in the most unlikley of situations...

Sie ist das Zentrum aller Welten, zu hell, um sie zu berühren, zu stark, um ihr nah zu sein. Alles kreist um sie, alles braucht ihr Licht, und doch fragt niemand, wer sie selbst erwärmt Sie trägt ganze Welten auf ihren Schultern, doch ihr bleibt nur eines Vielleicht ist sie gar nicht stark. Und Vielleicht darf sie nur niemals schwach wirken, weil alles um sie herum zerbrechen würde, wenn sie anfängt, ihren Licht zu verlieren

These are poems and short prologues intended to portray the dark side to everything we deem as pure, holy or normal and portray the good to everything we deem impure and unholy.

Words are our most inexhaustible source of magic with the help of which 3 O'CLOCK BLUES talks about the thoughts that silence brings at night. The poems portray the vulnerability of the storm inside. You're bound to find traces of desolation, self-judgment, and loneliness. ********** Give it a shot. #33 in poetry on 29/1/18 #27 in poetry on 1/2/18 #21 in poetry on 7/2/18 #18 in poetry on 9/2/18 #12 in poetry on 10/2/18

Based on real life Unknowingly I fell for the weirdest girl of my class. Disclaimer : 🚫 Extreme pessimistic content 🚫

"Love doesn't exist. It's like an optical illusion. It makes-" "You're wrong. And I'm going to prove it to you." Winifred Carter is a pessimistic seventeen year old girl. Ever since an accident involving her father killed her mom, Winnie has gotten through life believing one thing: Love Doesn't Exist. It helps her knowing that she will never love anyone and that no one will love her. That way she would never get hurt. Archer Evans is an optimistic eighteen year old boy. He is a sucker for the movies and the shows romanticizing love. When he meets the girl with her head nowhere near the clouds, it intrigues him. He's interested in what has made Winnie so distant, and how he can break down her brick walls.

A philosophical debate between the pessimistic Raven and the optimistic Crow. Light versus Dark, Hope versus Despair. Which side will you take?

Questioning and finding meaning in life. update: editing every title with numbers so its easier for everyone.

"LESS IS MORE. MORE OR LESS." A collection of various short stories and poems. All rights reserved © malignant- #Wattys2016

well, these are my poems, I hope you enjoy them. I chose the tiger for the cover because of William Blake's poem, which is such an special poem for me. I'm just starting writing on wattpad and I'm new too writing poems in English, which is not my native language, what makes it extra challenging. Anyway, I'll try my best!

"Death asks for no name." For Pallbearers, laying the dead to rest is the foremost priority, a fact that No. 404 knew by heart. After all, he had made countless journeys through the desert to do so. Burial was second nature to him. Death was constant and the dead kept coming. It was just the way things worked in that sprawling wasteland. But when tasked with delivering the body of a little boy, 404 may find out just how precious life is. In that hellish landscape, with no one else but him and the promise of death, maybe the Pallbearer will finally see that there is a bit more to living. (Images used in the cover are not mine)

TRIGGER WARNING: Some people might find it uncomfortable, implications of self-harm and addiction. It's nothing graphic but I just wanted to make sure you know since it can cause you a lot of negative memories and feelings ♥ Best of love, thanks for reading and the support!

𝓌𝓁𝓌🖤 Eveilynn Mary Astor or 'eve', Even if the young lady belonged to a powerful and wealthy family, she had no power of her own. And that was just the norm of the women in the 19th century. But nothing could stop her from her 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴 thoughts about independence. To the naked eye she was the most perfect young lady, beautiful, polite and kind. She was the honour of the nobles. Yet when someone got to know about her bold thoughts, the girl was in complete dismay. Worried about losing her hard earned dignity in this world ruled by men. Her saviour? The very same someone who got to know about her true self, 𝕷𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖍. ⚠️⚠️⚠️ _________________________________________________________ Despite this story being set in early 1800s, this piece isn't exactly period appropriate. The author kept 1800s natural charm, but some unrealistic things may take place without consequences. _________________________________________________________

A scenario that tests your optimism.

Broken Mirror on the wall, which villainous beast should be held responsible? Framed is this broken mirror. But hold, a corrupted world I see. Riches cannot hide its evil guise. Alas, they are the ones who broke me. Alas! Reveal them at once. For it is a long tale. It requires you to delve deeper. But in the end, you shall find your answer. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A poetry collection discussing different social issues and defining features of the world we live in.

A small bit of guidance to coping and trying to figure out why you are either depressed, sad, disappointed, or angry. (I wrote this as a school essay)

Written back in May 5, 2023. I don't remember what happened, but it seems that I was a tiny bit discontent with what I was either seeing, hearing or feeling. Anyways... what the hell was happening to me? Also, for those who can't interpret irony, sarcasm and metaphors, don't take words, phrases and emotions at face value. Think about what reaches your brain. Think. Because, if you're human, that's a default skill you have, you just need to practice it.

A short story by George P. Goldsmith. All that Lloyd wants is to look good and have a good self-image. Maybe it isn't so hard as he thinks. Caught in a battery of unfortunate incidents, this is the first book in Lloyd's series. Little does he know, though, it can only get worse.

just a public journal of things that happen to me.