I bleed through my ink, because some wounds only heal when poured onto paper. I write what I feel, what my heart can't hold in silence. My stories are born from my own imaginary world, stitched together with thoughts that never leave me. Maybe I'm always a little delulu, but that's where my chaos finds peace. I don't write to please, I write to breathe. Every word is my confession, my escape, and my survival. Don't expect much with a 15 year old child.
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PreyaPatel1414
May 25, 2026 11:46AM
Hey my cupcakes, my tulips.I wasn’t planning to write this here, but I wanted to tell you myself.My author Instagram account got suspended... and I don’t know why, but it hit harder than I expected...View all Conversations
Stories by PreyaPatel1414
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it's a short poem...A soul wrapped in silence, hiding storms beneath soft smiles.
Behind the perfection they...
when Silence speaks louder
She never confessed. Yet she loved him for 32 months... and counting.
Riva was the girl who smiled the loudes...
We Met After Survival
She was raised in noise.
He learned to survive in silence.
Rhea Mehta built her life on control. A self-made...