Deepshit Stories

Aadi Singh. Killed at 20. Reborn at 17. That's who she is. But, lacking the most important thing to stay alive. Memories. It was all a blur. All she could remember was a shrill scream of incoherent words, warm hands holding her like a lifeline and the face behind the warm hands jumping off the rooftop for her. But, who? Now, question arises - Can she survive without knowing what's threatening her? Or would she end up repeating whatever mistakes she did in past life? [ P L A Y E R : 0 0 3 ] [ M E M O R Y I N C O M P L E T E ] [ E N T R Y C O N D I T I O N : F U L F I L L E D ] '(Or, there might be some help?)' : : #2- Womanpower (06/05/2026 to 12/05/2026) : : Layered Rebirth Forgotten Memory System Trauma Betrayal Slow-burn Deep -------------------------------------------------------- DO ENJOY THIS CRACKED RIDE!

Talking to myself day by day but I'm not crazy I'm being answered by God knows who but they are you and you are me

It can be a beautiful thing, or a very horrid thing. It's all about what YOU make it, right?

This book was made for random and legit reasons so please don't judge. It is full of quotes, pics of Kaori and Kousei and mostly random stuff😂.

Mine Yours Own tell me what are your late night thoughts

Just some poetry. Some deep personal shit. Not really for everyone. Just for me. This is my choice of therapy.

A collection of Poems made while the mind was fresh and idle. / Started : Sept. 3, 2017 #591 in Poetry 09/07/17 #564 in Poetry 09/10/17 #288 in Poetry 09/10/17 #532 in kilig 05/22/19 #16 in deepshit 05/24/19

"I can't dude..." Charlie mumbled through his sleeves. "Why not?! I mean it's-" "Because! Nash!" Charlie's head shot up. "Jamison Roy is a self-centered jock! Who has never had to work for anything in his life!" "Yeah but-" Nash tried. "And he's probably only into fake ass chicks, caked in makeup with fake breast!" Charlie exclaimed, throwing his head back over his knees and moaning in agony. Charlie knew he was being over dramatic, he just couldn't help it sometimes. "Oh, come on man!" Nash laughed rubbing Charlies back. "It's true!" Charlie pouted. "Yeah... Well, it's ok to have an impossible crush sometimes!" Nash shrugged "I guess..." Charlie whined. Charlie would soon find out that he has never been more wrong in his life on his views of the kid called Soldier boy... (NOT YET COMPLETE) Sidenote: THERE WILL BE GORE IN THIS STORY If you are squeamish or not into these things then you don't have to read these parts, I will have a disclaimer at the beginning of the chapter if it has it. Or I would suggest not reading this story at all. -Your loving Tobes

Holding on to her was easy, letting go wasn't. --- Writings from a guy about a bittersweet romance that probably should've never have happened.

× .collections of thoughts. × × .random poems. × × .quotes. ×

Because ya'll haven't heard from me in ages

Random poems that i made.. enjoy

I'm just typing a bunch of words and call them poems.

They might be a bit like poems? Just writing when I feel like it. Lmao I guess it's a place to save a few of my thoughts and writings, that's it.

So many feelings, so little words.

"on paper boats, we wrote our hopes, we scribbled our dreams, and let them float. these paper boats are long and gone, but our dreams and hopes, they still live on." *** in which a young girl writes down her thoughts in the form of poems, because if she doesn't, she just might loose her head. cover by bloodyxpsycho <3

It's just our thoughts.

deep short stories about trauma //TW// if you get triggered easily please be cautious while reading or just don't read them <3 most of these stories are based on my life or other's experiences with traumas

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