Selfmutilation Stories

a beaten down fragile, fragile girl. who has struggled and fought her whole life, but shortly wanted to put it to an end. meeting colby brock, who will tire, and will try to fix her broken heart. •may be triggering to some people.

A Well Worn Coat

{DISCONTINUED} A puppet on a string. A discarded toy chained to wood. A monster in a cage. A robot glued in one place. A masked idol just trying to forget. Five freaks. Four trapped. One just wanting to save them. All put on show for the world to see.

A young man on his last breath of hope

It was too sweet. It made me cry.

Just somewhere where I can write all of the shit that's in my head. I don't know if it will help others but I'm trying to stay clean and this might help. Read with care.

Hi Readers, This is a collection of my poetry which I have posted in my blog. (you can visit www.meisyaalubis.blogspot.com) Most of the writings came from my own and personal experiences such love, disappointments, moment of silence, and everything. I hope you enjoy reading this. Regards, Meisya

"Hey, Lukey?" I heard my twin call as he once again walked into my room without knocking. I chose to ignore his presence just to teach him a lesson. "It won't stop bleeding and I'm starting to feel dizzy." "What?" That caused me to look up at him, and what I saw made my eyes widen and my chest tighten in fear. Jai was holding a blood-soaked towel tightly around his bleeding wrist. "Jai, what happened?!" I was immediately up and inning to his aid. "I had an accident, I guess." He answered vaguely. I narrowed my eyes at him as I rushed him into my bathroom and tried to stop the bleeding. He looked away when we made eye contact, so I knew he was obviously lying. "Jai..." I whispered when I unwrapped the towel and got a good look at his wrist. It was obviously self-inflicted, there was no denying it. "You wanna tell me the truth?" Now adding additional parts to this book on Patreon. Patreon.com/alovelywriter

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A sci-fi story with a relatable message. This story contains themes of self mutilation. If you or somebody you know has went through these experiences, don't hesitate to get help.

phil fell in love with the suicidal boy called dan

This is the story of my life, my name is Tiana Marie Lane Rathbun. I was born in Alaska, a horrible place truly. I've gone through events, I'm not saying my life is the most horrible life ever! I just want to share my story that's all. I love my life today, I didn't in the past. But I've grown Warning: Self Harm, Light abuse, drama, language

-wlw angsty teen romance- --- "No matter how far they run from each other, it seems their final destination will be nothing more than the arms of each other. So then why does it feel like loss even when they always find their way back? Can they keep themselves from sinking or drown beneath the tides of their own unraveling?" --- TWs for: Depictions, discussions and thoughts of suicide and self Harm Underage smoking and drinking Caffiene addiction Discussion and depiction of Sexual Harassment [Tags may be removed or added as the story progresses] A/N- I don't know whether I'll be able to actually deliver justice to such serious topics while writing but I'll try my best, please don't get offended but feel free to correct me --- If you're wondering why another story of mine called 'Stuck With You' has the same summary and tags as this it's because both of them are based off the same thing even though both of them are written *extremely* differently

Adam and Jonah go to investigate a callers house but something goes very wrong....

We deserve to be happy ,we deserve to live young ,fresh ,beautiful,fearless..

Self mutilation

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A star is precious. Pretty to look at, easy to fall for, hard to get and harder to keep. This is a story of a girl and her star.