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Remember those days we used to run away when our parents said "cleaning time" Remember those days when you heard the ice cream truck and ran to the street with your dollar and...
I think its funny how connected i feel. How i know none of you for real. But yet you feel like family. Like nothing id ever leave.
M aybe one day I'll understand, but E verything just looks so damned L onging for a better plan, but A nother wall between me stands N ever achieve these hollow dreams C hase forever but...
Never stop caring about the little things in life. Never stop dreaming or give into strife. Never stop wondering, are we on our own. Never stop thinking has your spirituality grown.
There's a monster in the mirror. Looking back at me. It's eyes locked on mine. Refusing to break free. There's a monster in the mirror. It's gruesome beyond compare.
Would I like my face. If it belonged to someone else. I didn't see it in the mirror when I wake, or spend time listing its faults. If that person was more confident, would I admire their features.
Let’s think about the title for a second. Filter filler What do I mean by that. First, I need to explain what I mean by filter.
What make us who we are. I often ponder this do you. I remember back when I was small and being pushed to be all that I could be.
I saw an ugly couple Walking down the street I know you shouldn't judge Beauty is only skin deep They looked so very happy Utterly in love Clinging to each other, two Misshaped peas in a pod I know...
Sometimes we're happy. Sometimes we're sad. Maybe do good things. Some even real bad. The heart it will break. Like something you peel. Just keep your head up. You'll feel it self heal.
#opussweeklychallenge I am completely and hopelessly addicted to this horrible substance. I want it all the time. I feel sick without it. I need it in order to function properly.
Hey nice to meet you, What's your name. I don't mean to be rude, But we look exactly the same. Same strawberry blonde hair, Pale skin and Blue eyes, Freckled cheeks, You look at me with surprise.
I haven't written in a while and It's not that I've had nothing to say It's because I have grown to neglect and reject the way I feel, Instead of injecting and reflecting the mix of confusion...
It's amazing when you think it, I've been months writing on here, Not sure when I started but, I know not yet a year.
They tell me to wait for a guy that pursues me. A guy that will make an ordinary moment seem magical. The kind of guy that brings out the best in me and makes me want to be a better person.
An aroma for Essence. Ear buds to hear a rhythm. Boxed readers to see my studies. Basal journal to protect secrets from staying home. An old cigarette case to hold my little inks.
Where is that cheerful guy I used to know. I look in the mirror and it's like I don't even recognize myself. I look so down and tired, I don't see that guy that was so happy so long ago.
Why did I decide to change the course of my life. I was impatient and naive that i let people take advantage of me My life has turned upside down and now it is crashing down.
#opussweeklychallenge He stared back at me, a gun in his hand Blood on his knuckles, Blonde hair like sand His green eyes told me stories He alone could never tell I saw the scars on his arms, He...
They ask me how am I They're just going to pass by They don't want to hear the answer They talk of my height Besides of my weight Is that all that matters. To them Am I what. What am I.
How can I know that nothing will ever happen between us. How can I know that on some level you don't feel the same as mee. How can I accept the fact that you don't love me, even a little bit.
The time is right. The time is now. The time my life went downhill. A piece of peace. A slither of doubt. My mind is lost. A voice unable to shout. The pain is painless. My name is nameless.
Love that. Never ceases. Never stops. Or pauses. Love that. Is always there. Eager to help. Eager to share. Love that. Will let you sleep. In the car and won't. Wake you up- there's not a peep.
The air is crisp, The light is reflective. I sit and watch it bounce off the water Like a secret ray piercing its way thru a mirror.