Realpain Stories

Everything is normal in the Hermitcraft sever, some were building, some working on big projects, some are expecting to have a great night with their friends, and some are even planning to sleep in. Though when a big storm is found on the radar there is some destruction both physically and mentally leaving the hermits in a state of reality where their lives are on the line and must play the game by a mysterious persons rules. Will the make it out or will they be stuck forever attempting to catch the storm?

Just some poems about randow things.

Do you ever feel heart aching pain? The type of pain that makes you not want to get up? The type of pain where you don't want to do anything?

They met in a group chat for RP-strangers behind screen names, hiding their real lives. She was sharp-tongued, independent, and street-smart. He was a smooth-talking flirt-typical playboy vibes. Naturally, they clashed. Arguments were their love language. But slowly, banter turned into late-night conversations. Confessions replaced jokes. They got used to each other's online presence like it was home. Still, they never asked about real names, real faces. There was comfort in the mystery. What they didn't know? They already knew each other in real life-and hated each other. He was the spoiled son of a rich businessman; she was a hardworking scholar from a place where every day felt like a fight. Worlds apart. When their identities were finally revealed, the truth hurt more than they expected. But love, strange as it is, doesn't care about backgrounds-or past grudges. Now they're stuck with one question: Was the love they built online enough to survive the truth offline?

Just A Feeling is a story about love and whatever that comes with it. Pain will always be included. This is the story of Red and Blue. This is a bit heavier than Beautiful Goodbye, well maybe because this will be more realistic and its main goal is to help everyone suffering from a heartbreak not to cope up(because it is WE, who can help ourselves) but to feel that they are not alone. They are not the only ones who are suffering. This is a story for those who wants something real and at the same time for those who wants to know what it's like to love and lose. Enjoy the tears ;)

This is play I wrote in a creative writing class for fun! Antonio has been to hell and back and he just wants what's owed to him so he can live peacefully. His father fortune and organization. But his cousin seems to want it to even though he doesn't deserve it.

Some quotes , poems , jokes, song lyrics and I will see what else I can add but these book is not like any other books it's different (seriously) and that's it for now. Enter my great book and I hope you will not like it but you will love it ❤️ Most importantly please VOTE AND COMMENT 🖤

Hii Friends~ 💋💋 Are you looking for beautiful backgrounds, pictures? Do you have future plans and wishes such as houses? Are you looking for a soul to listen to you? Are you feeling a little sad and looking for words to describe it? Love music? And are you a mysterious person? Full of wonders and mysteries ? Then you've come to the right place : 1. I'm listening to you 2. Here you will find everything as just described. 3. God bless you. [ Don't mind spelling mistakes. ] These are all my ideas, but I got all the pictures from Pinterest and/or Google. So : Every gender is allowed here, after all, we want peace. 🤌🏻✌🏻 Your ChenChen 😍💋💗💗 Luv ya Guys~

"He didn't just break my heart he buried it under his lies, and smiled while I bled." I'm Q. This isn't a love story. This is a survival story. I gave everything to people who didn't deserve it. I was loyal to a best friend who betrayed me, and I loved a man who wore a mask of sweetness while hiding the filth of a hundred lies. He played with my heart, my body, my sister's name. He cheated, lied, ghosted, manipulated, and fantasized about the unthinkable. His sister watched me fall apart in silence. His friends laughed behind my back. I stayed quiet for too long. But not anymore. This is my truth ugly, unfiltered, and burning with every secret I was forced to carry. And if you've ever been used, lied to, or broken by someone who called it love This story is yours, too. Read it. Judge me. Hate me. But never say I didn't tell the truth. Because silence protects the wrong people.

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