Who’s who who am i

Depression heartbreak loneliness alone forever

Where the full moon meets the horizon; to send a kiss to the night sky.

In a small town haunted by the tragic history of the Miller House, a group of teenagers ventures inside one stormy night. They confront eerie whispers and ghostly manifestations, uncovering a journal detailing a forbidden love and betrayal that led to the house's haunting. Fleeing in terror, they hear ghostly cries echoing through the town, forever haunted by the restless spirits of the past.

Time is something we simply can’t stop or mold for our own use. To its very core we have to accept it and move on

Colours have power and can shape and mold reality itself if used correctly.

Dive into the mind of warran and his journey with what’s real or not.

A poem I wrote about the right person wrong time.

I am awake with a craving for the taste that still lingers on my tongue.

I prefer silent conversations, ones where bodies speak and hearts listen.

Hello Reader! Whoever you may be. While this may present as a novel, it is a collection of short stories retelling my adventures as a Hotwife. Being a true story, I thought I would tell you a little about me! My name is Elizabeth and I am 28 years old. My husband's name is Eric and he is 41. We are, what we like to call, married with benefits. We started this journey in February of 2023 and we really hit the ground running with at least 70 encounters for the year. I truly can't wait to share these stories with you! Names of my partners will be changed to protect their privacy.

I won't say too much because it's a short story and it's gonna give everything away, but its about regret.

•NightTime•

A young girl is enjoying her night when she suddenly experiences bone chilling things.

Hi If to be truthful is to be cruel than lies must be kind that's why kindness is a lie.

This story is about a young girl named Emily who was stranded in the woods..

Who needs ice when it is this heated in the chariot of prince charming?

Moon, will you hear as my soul is pieced back together by the hands in which your stars crafted ever so carefully? Moon, will you watch words of life glide as smooth as honey through the lips of my lover to land so delicately in my ear? (Faye Shelnutt, 2024)

Today, every second person seems to be saying that our prayers are not accepted. Therefore, before praying, do a good deed, for example, give charity, feed a hungry person, or arrange Nafl prayers and fasts, and if Allah wants you to be caught in any trouble, then pray for your deeds. I have done it with full sincerity only for Allah.

When you think of the world "bliss" it can sound almost euphoric. The fear of losing yourself in another can be very blissful but raise caution to turning a blind eye to the person at your side. Can you blossom? or will you wilt under the pressure.