Tired Stories

"It's not my fault she fell for me" It felt like as if I had been slapped hard on the cheek.

words, and things I could never tell you

Lena wakes up to a life that is slowly falling apart between a failing marriage and the quiet realization that she no longer feels at home in it. The only real light in her world is Carrie and her family-friends who represent warmth, laughter, and the kind of ordinary happiness she keeps reaching for but never quite holds onto. When an unexpected tragedy takes Carrie's husband, Jack, Lena is pulled into a grief that is not her own, yet completely overwhelms her. In the midst of another person's shattered world, she is forced to find the strength to stand firm-even as her own life quietly breaks in two. Written in memory of my good friend - we all miss you.

It's not exactly a poetry, just inside thoughts :] ･ ｡ 　⭐∴｡　 　　🌟ﾟ･｡ ﾟ💫｡ 　　 ✨🌟 💫 　 　　 ･ﾟ⭐｡･ 　　　　⭐✨｡· 　 ⭐･｡🌟･｡✨🌟 　　　 ✨🌟 　　　　 ･ﾟ💫✨° 　　 🌟 ﾟ･｡ 💫 ｡ 　　　　　ﾟ⭐｡ﾟ✨ 🌟

"Sometimes, life has different plans for us-plans that may seem painful at first, but are quietly made for our well-being by the universe." When the one we love leaves without a goodbye, without an explanation, we are left with questions that never find answers. And sometimes, we are the ones who let them go-silently, without knowing if it was right or wrong. But is it really wrong to want the truth? Is it fair to be left behind without knowing what went wrong? Not every departure is caused by a mistake. Not every silence means the end. Sometimes, there is something deeper... something unspoken. And maybe, we should search for the truth-before it becomes something we can never fix again. "Because some stories don't end with goodbye... they end with regret."

After a suspicious online job advertisement sends them to Italy, a burned-out working mom and a chronically unemployed woman accidentally walk straight into an Italian mafia hideout. A heartwarming romantic comedy about burnout, friendship, finding love later in life, and accidentally becoming mafia royalty. Perfect for readers who are tired, overworked, underappreciated, and secretly hoping a handsome Italian man will tell them to sit down and eat pasta. Warning: Contains exhausted women, attractive Italians, emotional support pasta, workplace trauma, suspiciously healthy relationships, and organized crime with surprisingly good customer service.

(question and answer). submit questions! until the book says complete I will take questions. Maybe you'll be able to learn more about me

Pretty much how I would done these eliminations. Also, they will be the main focus, so my apologizes if there's OOC moments for the characters involved here.

A short story about Maymuna, a victim of bullying. Published: 1st June 2026. As of 2nd June #1 talk #2 islamicfiction #3 self esteem #4 tired #7 patiece #8 shortstorycollection #11 bullyingawareness #12 support #19 highschoolexperience

just some random things i do on proseka

okay so i'm bored af, so i decided to just do it and make a stuffbook (yippie) this is just my personal stuff haha

fell upwards but missed the ether (2019)

We're tired of normal things in life. We soo need new inventions. Great inventions! These are some of what I thought of :D

Anthology of poetry....

Just a girl, trying to release her emotions, jotting down anger, depression, pain, sadness, and creating poems. Poems that I want to share with YOU.

A one shot story

In the midst of exhausting workdays and overwhelming fatigue, a man is left speechless when his wife surprises him with something completely unexpected-she's secretly learned to play the guitar just for him. What starts as an emotional solo performance turns into a tender, laughter-filled duet as they play and sing together, their love expressed through music, shared tears, and an unforgettable night of connection. A short, heartfelt story about quiet sacrifice, thoughtful love, and the beautiful harmony two people can create when they come together.

Just me complaining / talking nonsense about stuff because i need to write it down somewhere and I'm too lazy to take a pen and write on paper. Also, really random shit and extreme mood swings so beware

Can't see. Can't dream. Can't sleep, so I'm not going to breathe.

Both the chef and her hero lawyer aren't getting any sleep even though they're both clearly exhausted. Sneak peek: "Get some sleep, Mickey, we'll talk in the morning, I love you, hero lawyer." She whispers in the dark.