I've been sad and broken for a long time, so I'm turning this pain into power, into art. It's time to channel my inner creativity and explore a different persona. For years, I kept my stories to myself, too afraid to reveal my thoughts and let people see the real me. I feared rejection, judgment, being read too deeply. But now? I don't care anymore. I just want to express myself-the thoughts I can never share out loud, the ideas that have caged me mentally for so long. This is where I'm setting myself free. Through writing, I'll finally do the things I've always wanted to, even the ones that may be dark or dangerous. I've wasted too many ideas, leaving stories unfinished, unpublished. So here we go-this might be my way of healing, who knows? Just a nobody trying to make a name... I guess.
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Echoes of Us by MissConfusedcius
Echoes of Us
Aiko grapples with the haunting remnants of a love that has vanished. As she clings to an old photograph of H...
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Stranger on Scott Street by MissConfusedcius
Stranger on Scott Street
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In her dreams by MissConfusedcius
In her dreams
What's up, masochists? Feeling sad again? Missing someone? I know you have a thing for diving into heartbreak...
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