Sadgirl Stories

Claire is eighteen when she leaves her past behind and moves to New York City to study psychology at NYU. Determined to start over, she buries the memories of a childhood shaped by fear, silence, and survival. But new beginnings don't come easy. When she crosses paths with rising film star Ethan Malik, their connection is instant-and impossible to ignore. Thrust into a world of flashing cameras and relentless scrutiny, Claire quickly learns that fame has a darker side. The media tears her apart, fans question her worth, and the insecurities she fought so hard to escape begin to resurface. Just as she starts to find her footing, her life takes a dangerous turn. Secrets long hidden begin to surface-starting with her brother, whose life is far more complicated than she ever imagined. Suddenly, Claire is pulled into a world far beyond her control, where trust is fragile, and the stakes are deadly. In a city that never sleeps, Claire must decide who she is willing to trust... and how much she is willing to risk to protect the people she loves.

ℰ𝓁𝒾𝓏𝒶𝒷ℯ𝓉𝒽 𝑔𝓇ℯℯ𝓃ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓎𝓁 𝒹𝒾𝓍ℴ𝓃 𝒮ℯ𝒶𝓈ℴ𝓃 𝓉𝓌ℴ － 𝓈ℯ𝒶𝓈ℴ𝓃 ℯ𝓁ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃

Thea Nightingale and Rory Clark were playing a dangerous game when the two lonesome souls were only waiting for the other to run away. They knew it was bound to happened since they were, after all, doomed from the very beginning when he had offered her a life she didn't know she wanted. When he had wanted more from her than she was willing to give. All there was left to do was wait and see who was the winner and the loser. The loser being the one that got away. The winner being the one who stayed. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED @LONELYCSTARR ****could be read as a stand-alone****

Dear reader, She never meant for you to see this. But now you're here. Reading the letters she wrote to the people who made her and broke her. This isn't healing. This is remembering. I'm not trying to be the victim. I'm not trying to be forgiven. I am, just. This is a collection of memories, grief, and half-forgotten truths - told by someone still learning how to carry them. I hope you don't see all of yourself in these words, but if you do, I hope you rewrite the ending.

❝you look so pretty tonight, not even times square can shine as bright as you❞

When Katya Ryan starts a fresh at Tommen after moving from Derry to Cork, her world is flipped by the boy who makes a a wrong throw. How her quiet and shy nature would intrigue Rory Kavanagh to seek out this mystery girl, when he finds himself saving her in more than one way.

This is a compilation of poetry and the prelude to the telling of overcoming depression and taking advantage of your own life! Nineteen year old extraordinaire Delusionally leaves behind her old delusions of incompetence for new delusions that lead her to rule life! Upcoming is #FvckSad and the #FitCuties chronicles!

Semua orang ingin didengar. Florence Miley hanya ingin eksisㅡmeskipun harus bersembunyi di balik nama SIREN. Satu akun anonim. Satu suara yang mengguncang semuanya. Dia tidak cantik, tidak populer, bahkan tidak terlihat. Tapi ketika "SIREN" mulai mem-posting isi kepala yang terlalu kelam untuk diucapkan, semua orang langsung memperhatikan. Mereka jatuh cinta pada persona yang bahkan tidak nyata. Tapi perhatian adalah candu. Dan sekarang, Florence tidak tahu apakah dia masih jadi dirinya sendiri atau sudah berubah menjadi monster yang diciptakannya sendiri. Karena kadang, jadi pusat perhatian lebih berbahaya daripada diabaikan.

Pisała ciężko, duszno, niezrozumiale. Nie chciała dać się poznać - do teraz noszę w sobie jej dystans. Zostawił ją - tak po prostu. Wiesz, że nie miał zamiaru wrócić? Rozbił ją - bezlitośnie. Nawet próbowała DLA NIEGO wstać, jakoś się otrząsnąć. Zauważyłaś? Szukała go we wszystkich spojrzeniach, miejscach, słowach - ten i tak nie odpowiedział. Zaczęła G N I Ć - czy kiedykolwiek pozbiera skrawki porcelany? --- Odświeżone opowiadanie z 2019r. :)

-sneak peak- A silent moment falls between us and he stares at me intensely like a freakin weirdo. I trace his jawline with my eyes, I look to his pretty pink plumped lips, and then make eye contact with his pretty blue eyes. He utters something. It was so low that it was almost incoherent. I thought I heard the wrong thing, but nope. I wasn't wrong in the slightest. "Sophie?" He whispers as if the utter mention of that name burns his pretty mouth. My heart stops at hearing that name. That name. That fucking name. My name. Only one person in this whole entire miserable world has ever called me that name. Someone who made this miserable world much less miserable. Suddenly all the unforbidden memories come crashing back. Memories I once tried so hard to forget. I feel as if a tsunami of memories came rushing towards me, suffocating and drowning me in all the blissful painful memories. I start to remember everything. I start to remember Lee. - Sophia Arlene Blackwell, a 5'2 1/2 curly headed girl with an emotional wreckage that haunts her. She is twisted and dark, but she is still an angel in a world of darkness. She's a light in everyone's lives, despite the dark illusions in her head. Everyone adores her, except Lee, an irritating jock who hates her guts. What will happen when these to meet once again? what will happen when their worlds finally collide, yet again? Leonardo Ares Maxwell, tall, strong, slick and handsome. He's the popular Qb captain of storybrook highs football team, notorious for winning championships. He poses as an egotistical player with a black hole in his heart and walls built to block the roughest battles. He is charming and charismatic and well known in a small of Storybook Main, but is he really? Could one person be enough to break down his walls of steel? Can the 5'2 1/2 curly headed girl, who he hates, and who hates him, bring these walls to the floor and make them turn to dust in her hands?

I trauma dump here. please respond if you relate to or anything. coz I need it.

Catalina Reyes knows what it's like to be invisible unless someone needs someone to blame when something goes wrong. When her father transfers her to Yancy Academy, Catalina expects nothing. Same eyes. Same whispers. Same pain in her chest. But then, there's Percy Jackson -- loud, sarcastic, and too good at noticing things. Especially her. Catalina isn't looking for friends, but she definitely isn't looking for him. But trouble's coming. And Catalina is hiding so much more than just pain underneath her sleeves.

IF YOU LOVE SOMEONE YOU NEVER GIVE UP....BUT IF THIS LOVE MAKE YOU BITTER AND WORTHLESS THEN STOP, BECAUSE WHEN THAT SITUATION YOUR RELATIONSHIP IS BEING TOXIC... IF SOMEONE LEAVING YOU WILL HAVE SOMEONE TO COME AND THAT PERSON FEEL YOU THAT HE/SHE MOST BETTER THAT THE PERSON WHO LEAVE YOU.

"There's something in him that makes me feel a certain way. Something that's too alien to me." In which two people find comfort in each others arms just overnight. © 2015 || @theachluophilia

♡ - this is part 1 of my XDINARY HEROES x o.c series, I hope you enjoy even though this will be quite short.

Kenangan yang terlupakan, terkubur, dan tenggelam. Menguar tatkala melodi melodi indah menyatu dengan rasa dan indra. Tapi bagaimana Jika ketenangan dan kedamaian masih terganggu oleh rasa sakit dan penderitaan. Butuh waktu untuk mengembalikan seperti semula. Kisah seorang gadis tomboy yang kisah cintanya tak berjalan mulus, namun sebenernya ada sesuatu yang tersimpan di memorinya yang lain. Bahasa non-baku.

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"guess you really can't force yourself into being mature, unless you've been press into something that will definitely change you and will keep you eyes open.".. like HER.

Sejauh ini kenyataan mana yang tidak aku terima, ditolak dijauhi diperlakukan dengan tidak baik Dihina dan dicacimaki aku sudah Terima dengan lapang, aku adalah perempuan yang terluka, berteman akrab dengan kesepian, memeluk erat lukaku sendiri, berusaha bangkit sendiri, sadar aku hanya punya diriku sendiri, bahkan disaat hancur pun aku tidak mencari bahu untuk bersandar, aku tidak punya tempat cerita, aku tidak tau arah pulang bahkan orang yang aku sayangi sekalipun ikut hilang Lantas bolehkah pilihan terakhir adalah mengakhiri hidup, aku hilang arah seperti berjalan tapi ga ada tujuan, bagai berlayar tapi tak kunjung menepi, disini diacuhkan kesana tidak dianggap lantas menaruh harapan apa pada kehidupan selanjutnya ?! Aku berperang dengan isi kepalaku sendiri aku yang menampar wajahku tapi aku juga yang meratapi kebodohan itu coba tanya aku apakah aku baik baik saja?! 🥀