Nobody is as great as they think, yet everybody is greater than they know. I claim not to know who I am, for we are always in a constant state of flux. I am but a girl with words in her heart unable to speak them, so I write. all I've ever known and the only thing that has ever made sense to me in life, is words. no one reads because they bask in the glory of reality, we read to escape from reality and the cruel intentions of the outside world. all i could ever hope to be, to do, is to write a story that makes someone feel a little less alone and afraid of the world. also, i am low-key a poet so i don't even know if i am fully capable of writing a decent book. do we read and write stories to shed light on ourselves, or to hide from ourselves? i still have not quite figured that out yet. i am inspired and driven by words, it is all i have ever known and it is the only constant i have in my life. history is a bunch of stories being told, written and handed down over to the future generations. stories are the essence of life, if we did not have stories we would have no history or humanity.
- London, United kingdom
- JoinedJanuary 14, 2020
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littleknownme
May 25, 2020 09:41PM
Thank you for 800 reads on succumbing to the alpha ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️View all Conversations
Stories by littleknownme
- 3 Published Stories
A Series Of Events
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I've found that I am most comfortable in discomfort and chaos, as opposed to serenity and happiness; probably...
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Writing Letters To My Love
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a bunch of love letters never sent, exploring the depths of a heart and the world. the inner=workings of a he...
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Succumbing to the Alpha
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Heading back to the house, all I could think about was Jason and how every fibre in my being was contradictin...
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