Setfree Stories

I heard footsteps approaching while tucking the corners of the bedsheet under the mattress. "Oh darling, I so feel like showering love over you" he exclaimed...

Paano Kung Mahal mo Ang isang tao pero iba pala Ang Mahal Niya kahit among gawin Hindi ka parin Niya na papansin dahil iba Ang gusto Niya tunghayan natin Ang kwento nila...

a cluster of thoughts, hidden below the very folds of my subconscious

A day in the life of mental illness

what if akala mo sa tamang tao ka nahulog ? na akala mo siya na talaga . yung makakasama mong magtupad sa mga relationship goals mo . pero sa isang iglap bigla kang in...

Ruwach, a young white wolf, helps out other Wolf Warriors defeat Rook, leader of .D.H.G (destroy, hate God) I AM A CHRISTIAN AND DO NOT HATE GOD! This is a series I imag...

Hie all.this is one of the very first poems i wrote about how i felt for a certain someone.writing this helped me deal with all that i was going through. hope you like i...

This is a random book It's kinda like a mafia book I hope you like the first chapter Just nothing much but once i get into it I promise it will be better Let me know if...

The only way to move on is ACCEPTANCE.

a poem depicting a beautiful soul longing for freedom from a toxic home

The way to freedom is harsh. Lying to yourself to please other will really hurt you the most. Always love yourself first before loving others, I don't mean to be selfish...

Hello! I am Phoenix Rose Black. I have a very interesting story to tell you! I am currently 15 years old. I just finished my fourth year at Hogwarts along with my friend...

"For to us a child is born, to us a son is given; and the government shall be upon his shoulder, and his name shall be called Wonderful Counsellor, Mighty G...

Dear you, Love is such a difficult term by the way ppl define it. But most of all it makes you vulnerable and utterly kills you slowly. In truth love is a wonderful dr...

When I was going through a tough time in my life which we all have at one point or another in our lives but because of that I wrote this poem about the things I like abo...

They are running far away from me; the ones who were there with me in my darkness; filling me in with so much light and now when they're gone and there's only darkness...

How painful is saying goodbye? But it's the right thing to do. Will you be able to understand me someday? I hope so

SOLIVAGANT (adj) wandering alone. -A book of poems/messages that each have a deep connection with me. All written when I'm lost in my own thoughts-