She/Her⊠(15) Poet. Iâm growing, not perfect. I follow back! âConfiance, Mon Amie!â Beauty starts in your head, not a mirror. Writings vary greatly (romance - anxiety - confidence - school - etc.) Look out for CBH!
She/Her⊠(15) Poet. Iâm growing, not perfect. I follow back! âConfiance, Mon Amie!â Beauty starts in your head, not a mirror. Writings vary greatly (romance - anxiety - confidence - school - etc.) Look out for CBH!
âCan you hear me?â
- Collection of Quotes By (a.h.) *disclaimer - (a.h.) is Zain, but Zain is not her real name*
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âThereâs a story behind my eyes,
but even Iâm afraid to read it.
Thereâs a future in my sights,
but I donât know how to meet it.â
âSocially I am insufficient,
I have too much wasted ambition,
But itâs easier to hide away
than fight just to get a say.â
âIf I were to cry out,...
With thoughts in my head,
and words out of my mouth,
Iâve learned they wonât like me,
even if I donât head south.
Iâll watch my words,
theyâll still find flaws.
Itâs torture, really,
while I wait for it all
to crumble,
to give them
a reason
not to hate
little old me.
But I guess
thatâs how
itâs going to be.
Iâve talked too much,
Iâve lashed out just enough
for my past to define me.
My life was n...
[LUCAS]
âThat was probably the worst idea youâve ever had, and yetâŠâ Runne looks toward me, his eyes holding an appreciative expression I never wouldâve guessed he was capable of, âit worked.â
_Maybe it shouldnât have._
I bite back a grimace, thinking of Giselle cuddled into Runneâs side.
âYeah,â I begin to brush it off, âno problem, bro.â
Runne looks back at me, his face bursting into a wi...
Hear me out.
Kind of the prompt, but a story idea rather than an actual writing.
*taken from texts to my best friend after I came up with the idea*
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So basically itâs an enemies to lovers kinda thing but not. The two characters are competing for valedictorian at their boarding school, but like the guy wants it to prove heâs not just a dumb bad boy, and the girl wants it to have something to b...
A smile on my face,
A burning in my eyes,
A cry behind a mask,
Monsters behind a disguise.
One monster craves
the words to prove youâre okay,
it brings tears to your eyes
when you canât run away
from the words that break
you down and rip your heart.
One monster bites
so constantly, youâre numb.
They try to warn you,
but your ears only hear the dumb
little monsters that refuse
to let you ignore
t...
I grit my teeth at the manager.
âAre you serious? I have to work night shift with them?â I complain, a trace of disgust strong in my tone. âTheyâre both late!â
She nods her head slowly. âYou are aware that their dad owns this restaurant, right?â Mrs. Kindles comments, her tone dry and unoriginal. âJust try to get along with them. If we get any reports, you three will end up without jobs.â
Befor...
NOTE - Long character descriptions. I promise thereâs a story somewhereâ also, this is just like a block of the scene, Iâm considering creating this into a long short story. **so incredibly messy, this story is.** This will be edited, because the idea is so much fun, but for now, enjoy.
NO EDITING AT ALL
Characters:
Huntyr Livingston - famous singer and bassist in the band âLivings 4 the Pourâ...
âHope is the bridge
between despair and joy.â
A quote so true especially
about a certain boy.
âââââââââ
Stop being smart,
thatâs too attractiveâ
Stop having a heart,
I donât think my heart can take it.
Stop smiling and joking,
youâre literally so fineâ
Stop grinning and talking
with that smooth, deep voice
of yours.
Stop the humor,
Iâve already fallen.
Stop the rumors,
I canât handle
hearing y...
I wish I had never let go of the
childhood with nonexistent worrying.
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Standing alone in the middle of the room,
can they tell Iâm about ready to jump?
Iâve gone in and out of these little mindsets,
and Iâm starting to wonder if Iâm a grump.
Standing, walking,
laughing, talking,
every single action
brings an unsteady heartbeat.
It just hurts.
I wish I never had to let go of my childhoo...
[alteration to prompt]
Darling, youâre beautiful,
but if you lack confidence,
nobody else will see your beauty.
Donât be afraid to show your prominence.
Opinions are not facts,
people are going to talk.
You are what you think,
with strength, you will walk.
Theyâll call you ordinary,
but please know, Darling,
you are quite the opposite.
Your job is modeling
the beauty of an âordinary.â
Darling,...