Sadboyhours Stories

Life took a toll yesterday day. Here's what I wrote. I was crying so if it doesn't rhyme I'm sorry

Unknown: hey I know you won't answer but I miss you and I wish you would come back. Even though it's impossible. Cam: um who are you? Unknown: OMG I didn't think anyone had this number I'm sorry I'll leave you alone if you want Cam: nah it's ok its actually kinda nice to have someone to take to In which a broken girl who lost her best friend text his old number not expecting a reply but is surprised when she gets a text back. Cam is a lonely guy who has no one and is stuck in sad boy hours all the time. He didn't know what it was like to have someone to care about you until ember came along. Yes her name is supposed to be ember.

Just a poem about my life

thoughts gathered into lonely words © 2019 wideyed.

Dear depression, Do you really need to be a part of my life? Alot of these notes are old, some are recent. These can be triggering so please read with care. Aside from that this book follows along with some of my most hidden and deepest thoughts. Alot has happened that lead to them. Although not everything is clear just know I'm in a better place now and I value my life a lot more than previously. I'm still struggling but I'm getting there.

Stories & Memories I Keep

she was born with destiny burnt into her skin; and destiny would be the one to swallow her whole harry potter fan fiction. sixth year-

Dick Grayson is one hell of a performer, from his acrobatic skills to his fake smiles.

honestly, I don't know. I'll probably use this for writing practice that has nothing to do with my actual books, so there's not really much point in this but oh well. regardless, enjoy whatever this turns into.

❝ 𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 - 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 .. ❞

This includes both short and long poems. This is a general poetry collection but it is quite deep and everything written is unique and my own work (: I will try to release new ones weekly!

Late night thoughts from a worker drone in the making.

This happens right after Sherlock tells Greg to look after Mycroft. Possibly some Johnlock in here. Hopefully you like it. Sorry for the shit description. It's a rp with 221B-Baker-Street. Sorry if it's not book standard.

a short story about a boy who's simply lost throughout his own consciousness. an individual who can't feel... they're determined to do ANYTHING to feel.. so what will they choose? life or suffrage? we'll never know... DISCLAIMER: mention of some dark themes that may be triggering. the narrative isn't your necessarily usual book, it shifts between third person to first person to reciprocate emotions :) have fun reading!! <33

I'm going to write here instead of the alternative, cutting.