Finality Stories

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Poem on the fragility of live and love.

This poem, "Fortunately, The End," is a poignant reflection on the bittersweet nature of closure. It explores the sharp contrast between the "rose wood" fragrance of new beginnings and the cold reality of a friendship that failed to find common ground. The verses capture the frustration of being unheard and the eventual, weary acceptance that comes when one person chooses to walk away. By framing the conclusion as "fortunate," the poem suggests that while the ending is painful, it is also a necessary release from a connection that lacked the kindness of mutual understanding. It is a tribute to the quiet dignity found in letting go when staying no longer feels like an option.

They're afraid of falling. Nothing good has ever come out of life for them, something has always been in the way. That is, until an unexpected event occurs and finality gives them a nudge in the right direction. A nudge over a cliff. Are they really as afraid of falling as they first thought?

Part two to the four-part 'Is This Right' series. More trouble for Anna. An original series novel by Finality_Fatality. *In support of LBGT*

a simple poem nothing more nothing less

Tanya is unwanted, uncared for by her mother and her mother's boyfriend. But when times get tough and Tanya is left for dead, locked in a cellar, what will she do to help herself? Follow Tanya through friendship, love and fear; risks, devotion and sacrifices. Will she make it, or will she fall at the final hurdle?

My name is Amelia Jenkins. I'm female, average height, average weight, average looks; blue/green/grey eyes with average shoulder length curly hair, a few pathetic freckles on my pale ass skin. as i said; i'm a pretty average looking female. people who are tight with me usually call me silly little nicknames, but i haven't seen these people for a few years now, so forget i said anything. To be honest i'm not sure why i felt the need to tell you that irrelevant information, you're never going to know me, this will be my final words. i suppose i wanted to put a name to the body? who knows? I sure as hell don't anymore. Ha, who am i kidding? I never have. Anyway. back to the original reason i'm here. About 3 years ago I've been diagnosed with being manic depressive, most commonly known as 'Bi Polar disorder,' ever since that I've been trying to deal with these insane mental ups and downs as good as I can. Evidence proves i'm not doing a good job on dealing with these 'ups and downs' Most of the time my writing and art work helps me in all this chaos, but then i realized aint nobody going to look at my pathetic doodles and word vomit covered pages, so that dream died along with any self-worth illusions i once had. But if you're hoping for a classic happy, illogical ending in this story, stop reading now because I'm going to have to disappoint you; there won't be one. why? because this is my reality.

apocalyptic poetry

The walkway is steep and the road, unfriendly; but the passage of time pities not, nor terries.

Stories I've thought up and find peaceful or a reflection of my state, and the states I am going through as well as hopefully others. I hope people may enjoy and please give any tips.

This explainer looks at Ethereum's recent finality scare and how Indonesian-focused platform YWWSDC can treat it as a real-world test of bridge design, confirmation policies, and cross-chain risk controls.

Anna is crushing on Vanessa... Hard. But she's captain of the JV cheer team with a boyfriend who is the star of the basketball team. The confusion in Anna's head is more than unbearable. Find out more in "The Baller." An original novel by Finality_Fatality. *In support of LBGT*