Words Hurt
There is a phrase, a very common phrase That had good meaning till one special day Sticks and stones may break my bones, But words will never hurt me.... It is a lie you see Words are power in this world They hold a lot of weight Be it...
A Noir- Prolouge
It always rains here; the somber mood of this city can really get to you. It's not the darkness, nor the gray solemn streets; it's more like a dismal spirit hangs over this city. I should know, as a Detective I was always knee deep in the murder that...
Grad-Bash Part 19
That's- mood enhancer- for depression. these are double-strength pills. why would he be depressed? he's popular, the ladies like him, the guy he wants to like him likes him. he's not bankrupt, going to a fairly nice school- i get it.
RUINER: Plotless Self Destruction
Ruiner has two major problems; the first is that it has no plot, and the second is that it's too depressing. i love depressing things, i love stuff that crushes you again and again, and the only light moments exist to break you down farther.
No one is home anymore
I stared out the window, not paying attention to any of the familiar scenery that passed us. Five years since I left and I had thought I would be happy when I can back. Excited to see all my old friends and favorite places. But all I felt was numb. ...
Part 1 - Kälte
Nun, ich habe schon einige Geschichten geschrieben doch nie eine hier in Yiffstar eingestellt, weil ich die Qualität meiner Geschichten immer als zu schlecht für diese Plattform empfunden habe. Wir hätten hier den Anfang einer Story-Series sofern...
Something Different: Prologue
For as long as he could remember the creeping darkness of depression had been in the back of his mind, always waiting and watching for him to make and attempt at happiness so it could come down and cover it inside a dark, endless void of color or light
Winter Thunder
This story was written as a celebration of Yuletide in two-thousand-ten. The world-setting and the characters of Nikos and Donner are owned by myself. It may not be shared or edited without express written permission of the author. Winter...
Pain in the world
But then, depression hit me like a bullet. i'm still wounded on the inside. wondering if i can last. it hurts me. to do anything. it hurts to live.
The Day And Life Of An Umbreon-Chapter 1
_ **Ok SF I Know This Is Extreamly Late But Its Not My Fault I Havent Had A Chance To Get On....** _ _ **This Is Carrying On From The Preview So If You Havent Read That Then Read That First Thanks For Reading This.Any Comments Are Accepted...
All Alone (1-15)
Skylar p.o.v The sun finally made its way over the tree line, creating a beautiful golden glow that shimmered along the leaves. They twinkle and sway left and right allowing the light to hit them differently every time. The small dew droplets glisten...
Short Story: Kiss the Rain
Sitting here contemplating, wondering why i felt so depressed.