"¿ Como mierda iba a saber que me fuiste infiel por 5 meses? Aun asi te amare por siempre...hazme mierda y te seguire amando por la eternidad..."Eso dijo Sora,el esposo de un multimillonario de su misma edad,llamado Karim,un ruso,modelo de una agencia completamente famosa...este engañaba a su novio con una mujer de igual la misma edad,llamada Himari,esta parecia Afrodita,nadie podia negar que era linda...pero su personalidad era todo lo contrario..꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚ Si te interesa a pasar a leer,hazlo :)!
Fimelon od zawsze wiedział, że istnieje inny, groźniejszy świat niż ten w którym żyje. W młodości widywał potwory czyhające na niego z szafy lub z ciemnego lasu. Pewnego dnia postanowił wybrać się na polowanie sam. Wszystko nagle zaczęło dziać się w przyśpieszonym tempie. Zauważył sarnę, zaczęła uciekać, ale on ją gonił. Zaprowadziła go w najciemniejsze zakamarki lasu, gdzie chłopak nigdy nie bywał sam. W jednej chwili był księciem w swoim królestwie, a w drugiej obcym w innym świecie."Bądź dzielny, a spotkasz mnie na polu bitwy Nawet w najciemniejszą nocBędę twoim mieczem i tarczątwoim kamuflażem, a ty będziesz mój."
❝ he's cute. too bad his personality is absolute shit.❞⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵: against all odds, he falls in love with his annoying deskmate, you.𝗮 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗼𝘂𝗰𝗵𝗲 𝘅 𝗳!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗶𝗰━━ highschool au!━━ cover creds: @unik0503 on twt!!━━ started: 7/17/23!
what if you were forced to watch your life in a screen with every person you know?
Hi! Ever wanted to know what one of those super extroverted and positive people are really going through? Hi, I. Ema! A 20 year old adult. After being diagnosed with 2 autoimmune diseases, rejected over 20 times in the last 8 years and have experience in all sorts of life's challenges, allow me to tell you everything I know
The people in black watched as the young boy grieved over the burial. Quiet sobbing once stopped as he could hear the faint rumble of an engine drive off into the distance. He brought his hands up to his face and wiped his fake-produced tears. He slowly laughed, a small chuckle becoming a hysterical one, then plastering a psychotic looking grin onto his face, his brunette hair bouncing and emerald eyes shining with mischief. " It must be pretty dark down there, huh? "" Obviously, genius. " After hearing that response, his face contorted with amusement. He let out a small snort. " Yeah, okay Cassy, hurry up. The train to the next city is leaving in 45 minutes- I packed your bag. Here's your card. " He carefully placed the card beside the flowers which was for the supposedly called, 'funeral', as he hauled himself up and dusted off his pants. He walked to his bike which was neatly perched up on its stands. " I hope this goes well. "This story is about two child-hood friends, wanting to escape the past that haunts them, and build a new one- far away- framing an innocent man as a convicted murderer to do so. Cassandra Adler and Killian Moore were known as the inseparable, psychotic and trouble-making childhood friends. Will they be able to make it in one piece to a new, better life?. . . . ---- Or will some things go terribly wrong causing their whole plan to destroy their hopes and dreams? Read more to find out if the two best friends defeat dangerous quests, gain new allies, and face the wrath of their new-found archenemies. ----
Ava loved to go to coffee shops and burn tall, vanilla candles and drink hot coffee. She loved typing away at her laptop writing fantasy stories. She loved drawing pictures of her family, and she loved living a lie.
Here is a short story inspired by the song Tangled Earth by Audiomachine. I highly recommend listening to it while you read!
czyli pojedyncze myśli zamiecione pod dywan w moim pokoju a tytuł to ja od szymborskiej wzięłam, z miłości