Decay Within: A Short Tale of Internal Struggles (Inspired off of events from my real life)

"You're such a bastard!"

"I am a bastard," he agreed, leaning even closer to her, "but I'm your bastard, kitten."

Someone who's not average, not ordinary, not trying to fit in, not....'normal', as defined by society.

And deep inside, she felt the weight of eyes upon her, watching her every move.

Questions lingered and haunted her mind: Who was the observer? And what motives laid behind those captivating gazes?

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Love letters in the form of a book.

Life is like a sumo wresting match...maybe...

this story actually came to life from a long-time friendship with a girl who now hates me very much. that's all u need to know. (I'm a high school sophomore but this is set in 7th? grade sorry)

crossover with H2O

Among the five princesses of Kinguin, four are known, one is forgotten. Hence, the magistrate (Ober Vanderhawk) set his moment on the coming traditional festival. Aiming to give the princesses a chance to take the podium and be recognized for the title of Mayfairy.

> Will be updated daily

> First draft is in progress so expect terrible grammar, or spelling lol

> Expected to finish first draft within April 2024

> Not Indicative of the final product!

When clouds in the sky and falling rain tease the two close friends in trouble, Rain and Sky, it takes them to meet Payu and Prapai, who are not only cunning saviours but also guys making storms in the two best friends' hearts. The war of love is about to take place in the warm spring, hot summer, lonely autumn and cold winter. How would the atmosphere of love be? Which way would their hearts wave and the air full of love take them to?

I've written a lot in the past few yrs, and quite a bit abt madness and death over the past year (my mental health is shitty). This isn't gonna b some sob story abt my dead friend. I swear. so...yeah.

Truth hurts

Mint leaves leave the house

House of trees

To meet the taste

Taste of a tea

When we put mint leaves into the teapot

It gives the vibes to chill

Chill out till you meet the roots

Roots of the tree

When we can’t find the start

Start of life

We will begin to hurt ourselves

In order to kill the pain

You gotta survive through the worst nights

When you do

You will find a star

Only shine for you

It will be the gateway to the miracle