Selfloath Stories

He blames himself for the accident. For the baby they lost. For the legs that no longer work. So he does the only thing he thinks will save her... he pushes her away. Jemima Reed is not leaving. Even if he makes it impossible to stay.

[Republished] I tried writing everything's that's on my mind here and reveal my true self to the world, because that was something that's too hard for me to do. Here, I am trying to show you my story and maybe try to help other people who are like me. Sometimes I want to unpublish this book because I feel like I show too much of myself here; so much that I feel so embarrassed and vulnerable. I've never had mustered up enough courage to talk about my feelings, opinions and problems to other people no matter how close they are to me. This is a wonder of writing I guess, you can fully take off your mask without feeling too vulnerable to show a raw, bare, unfiltered and true version of yourself. ❛❛Memories and Melodies, stories that sound absurd. I will tell no lies~ - Rear view: Zayn Warning: I've addressed issues such as self-loath, aneroxia, body dysmorphia, suicidal thoughts, self image and self esteem issues, and other such toxic issues which might be triggering for some people. Please read at your own risk. Contains foul language.

"I hate you" I said finally. "Care to explain why". He replied cocking his head to the side , amused. "Yeah, you're arrogant and nasty and you hurt people's feelings on purpose, not because its entertaining to you . But because you know that if you dont bite off as many heads as there are people trying to get to know you, one of them will somehow figure you out. And that scares you" I rattled off , suddenly very irritated at his smile. Like it mocked me . "Is that all?" he chortled . "No, actually you also have this habit of pointing out flaws in me that I've been trying for years to avoid and have been doing so , successfully might I add . Thanks to social etiquette. And you just bring them up ,completely uncaring of how rude that makes you look to other people and how embarrassed it makes me" I huff out annoyed .

Just a place to get out my thought anonymously

A coalescence of my depression which came about from deep repression; a case study of mind concession which only comes from introspection.

This is something for your viewing pleasure: a little collection of poems about a princess who let her fears push away the friends she held dear, and the journey she embarks on for redemption. Now, here's some preliminary notes: these were some emotional poems to write, and I almost did not share them, but I figured that I had to let you all see them. Now, please enjoy the story.

Control was all 154 had, was his only sense of stability. 154 couldn't let anyone discover what he really was, had to keep his emotions under control, had to keep his thoughts and actions under control, had to make sure that no matter how the System or other people looked at him, they would not be able to see the darkness of the System lurking beneath his skin. Then, this bumbling dumbass called 922 stumbled into his life, another invigilator that 001 had picked to be his direct subordinate, and everything was thrown out the window. ------------------------------------ Hanahaki AU

Hello readers, glad you've come around to see this story whether intentionally or unintentionally, whether by curiosity by chance or whether this is what your looking for im glad to be a help to you guys, this is a complilation of the things i usually keep hidden the pain we suffer in silence, the life we all share somewhat, that emptiness am i right? Maybe, try reading this and maybe youll see im just like you maybe you'll see you're not the only person with these problems, and maybe youd also honestly wish to have other people with the same problems to talk to too just like i do. 😁

Even if I try, I can't explain myself to you.

Irene, such hope comes from a name with absolute beauty but does the outer appearance truly matter to others when you yourself wonder on the name gifted to you. It is you. Yet, at the same time, it's not?

Ratchet catches Optimus being unfaithful

A poetic source that is showing the reality of self-loathing and the effects.

Do I need to describe it?

All the words I can't say, for fear of ruining everything

Barii is a naturally small child.He has long naturally white hair.He has big round eyes one is red and the other is ice blue.He was forced to live with his aunt and uncle after his parents died ten years ago.He is abused by most of their big family and hopes to find comfort any where but to no prevail.Then two beautiful teins come into the town.They have no idea of the towns hate for the little Barii and wish to help him for unknown reasons. Styx and Sto We moved into a small town at our parents insistence and we srepped into a classroom expeting boredom.Then we smell something exitingly sweet.Mate.Who knew that we would find them here of all places.I hope he will accept me and my brother apparently.

A poem written from the perspective a German general after the Second World War and the fall of his empire.

30 days to freedom

ᗯᗩᖇᑎIᑎᘜ: Sʟᴏᴡ Uᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵖᵃˢˢⁱᵒⁿᵃᵗᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ __________ __________ __________ A young hybrid boy named Steven was raised in a garden with only his gem friend and caretaker named Spinel by his side throughout the years, only the two of them making memories and living together at their only home. Unfortunately, they've started struggling with their resources in their garden and might have to leave soon. Eventually, they packed their things and moved out. Little do they know, adventure awaits ahead of them. __________ __________ __________ 🅵︎🅰︎🅽︎🅳︎🅾︎🅼︎: Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Uɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ (Cᴀʀᴛᴏᴏɴ) 🆁︎🅴︎🅻︎🅰︎🆃︎🅸︎🅾︎🅽︎🆂︎🅷︎🅸︎🅿︎🆂︎: Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Uɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ & Sᴘɪɴᴇʟ, Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Uɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ/Sᴘɪɴᴇʟ 🅲︎🅷︎🅰︎🆁︎🅰︎🅲︎🆃︎🅴︎🆁︎🆂︎: Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Uɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ, Sᴘɪɴᴇʟ, Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ's Mᴏᴛʜᴇʀ (Mᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ), Pᴇʀɪᴅᴏᴛ, Jᴀsᴘᴇʀ, Aᴍᴇᴛʜʏsᴛ __________ __________ __________ Cover and logo is made by me