Words From A Friend
I get it, you want to see me happy I know you think it'll solve everything But for you it's easy You're smart, outgoing, and amazingly pretty I'm not like you I'm not open and smiley I don't know...
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I get it, you want to see me happy I know you think it'll solve everything But for you it's easy You're smart, outgoing, and amazingly pretty I'm not like you I'm not open and smiley I don't know...
It was one of our many nights out. I was all dolled up as we did when we went out.
5. Three weeks later Griffin's a pretty nice kid, he's showed me everything in the manor, and I've taught him a lot of things about the real world outside the estate.
#sundayrepost pt2. I'll pick up. The broken pieces. Of your cruelly shattered heart. I'll glue them back together. Every single shard. I'll protect you. From the monsters.
Jordan was ten again. He locked himself in the bathroom, curled up in the very back corner, sobbing between his knees. Uncle Will was after him again. He stared at his bare, bruised arms.
#acrostic #loveandhate L aying in your arms O verwhelmed by your power to make me succumb V arious sensations run through my body E njoying everything about being with you A nd I'm never giving...
*Well it's time to start the show Lost my mind and lost my soul* Last night's memory haunts me still The want, the won't, the wait, the will An alley place so dark and deep Holds the secret I will...
These are the darkest thoughts I've ever had. I am in so much pain right now. I feel as if I'm sinking into darkness; drowning.
"No Alex, it's not what you think it is!" I tried to explain. I looked back to find Alex's angry face looking straight at me. I immediately avoided eye contact, looking to the side.
Hey, sorry I didn't write yesterday. I just had a boring day I guess. Anyways.
N ightly tremors that awake me from my slumber I gnorance to them would be sheer bliss G hastly reminders of a tormented past H aunt me until I awake T ormenting my soul, reminding me of it all M...
Eyes that are so pretty. Though I see it in your stare. Behind your fancy clothes. And in your darkened hair. You carry all these secrets. They're killing you inside. From your inner demons.
I use to cut. Thats a fact. I use to cut while watching fear net. Hell, i even remember cutting. While, watching the horror movie cutting class. It never hurt. I thought it felt good.
{A/N: Okay guys, so I went back to the first chapter and changed it so instead of Amy being in 8th grade and hating the freshman, Amy is a sophmore and she hates the juniors(: Just wanted to let you...
(this is more words blasted down on paper, then reshaped to look like I'm not ranting or whatever hehe) A wise friend told me once the opposite of love isn't hate; That all the power is held with...
So it's kinda uneventful but really cute to make up for it. :) <3 •Chapter 22 - Marshmallows• •Ammi• I had always wondered why I couldn't remember my parents.
The music was loud; the bass made the floor quake. There was little to no lighting and everyone seemed to be on some drug or drinking some alcoholic beverage.
•Chapter 11 - Getting Used To It• •Ammi• So, yes, Kai did try to kill me, but he's trying to change. If I keep rejecting him, does that mean he won't want to change.
Well I guess the last post went wrong so here's just: Part 9 -'-'-'-'-'-'- Peeta's face flashed with worry but left after a few seconds. "Don't worry Peeta.
100th opus!. I feel old!. Enjoy guys repost like and comment please... Got any ideas cause I would love to hear em!. Chapter 7 <~> SIENNA'S POV I woke up in a hospital. I sat up and looked around.
He was beautiful. The beaten kind. Lucifer, a fallen star. With scraped up knees and broken wings. The one with a pretty face. But sad eyes. Disenchanted, a sin. With scraped up knees and broken...
You think you know me But just you wait and see There's more to me Than what your eyes see.
Alek looked at me, and I looked at Alek. And we knew exactly what to do- Run. Leaping from the roof, we managed to land on a hay stack and fled as fast as our legs would allow.
One day, when we're grown up and whole, A time will come when none of this will matter anymore. I'll hold the stars in place, so they don't fall in - the cracks in the sky newly filled with sunlight.