Both Stories

A boy stares back at you in your reflection, mirrors your actions, expression, and even your features. You've seen this boy before, in pictures. He looks oddly like your dad. I don't own anything but the oc's

the second installment of my individual roleplay books. THIS IS OPEN TO APPLICATIONS.

So in this story korra is gonna be a hit man for asami /bodyguard Asami is just a mafia boss who wants to find the avatar she sends people to track down people with information about the avatar but what she don't now is korra is the avatar 😏 so yeah im kinda new at this writing stuff but ima set a timer for 5 am everyday and work on each chapter for only 2 hours okay so yeah hope y'all like 😔

Writer's Note Hello, readers. My name is Zayeenah Zahoor, and I come from Shopian District, Kashmir. This story reflects the lives of most students in Kashmir -

Viona and Blake, two young lovers, are torn apart when Viona leaves New York City for a job opportunity in England, despite Blake's pleas to stay. Heartbroken and angry, Blake reverts to his playboy ways, but can't shake off his love for Viona. Four years later, Viona returns to New York City, leaving behind her successful career in England. As their paths are bound to cross again, will Blake forgive Viona for leaving him, or will they find new loves? Will their true love prevail, or will their past hurts and new circumstances tear them apart?

Woohoo ^-^; I have made it this far^-^; So this book is basically just me and my everyday life. I was struggling with MPD and feeling like I was a dude trapped in a women's body and even when I was finally released from the the personalities----I still didn't feel like I was really ME. I felt like I was in a corner, trapped waiting to break free. This is my life and how I feel after coming out of that dark corner after making myself release some core beliefs of mine. This is my story^-^; I now go by her/she but I did previously go by he/him/his, I honestly don't believe in labels, so either one works for me:3

My heart beats to the sounds of your words They fill me with dreams of someday My breathing slows and my body breaks Into a thousand pieces every time I think of you Am I? Am I worthy? Am I worthy of you? I'd say no I'd say not I'd think you agree You are purity unencumbered You are balance and tranquility You are my contentment But I am not yours Am I? Am I worthy? Am I worthy of you? I think you think not I think you know I think I love you I think I know I'd wait for you Through the falling snow Through the pouring rain The blistering sun And the howling wind You don't know You don't know All I'd do All for you I wish you knew all I'd do I wish I could tell you I'd heal your soul I'd give you strength I'd try my hardest to Be that one for you I think I know I really think I do I am I am worthy I am worthy of you

She sits and stares, her memories, her life, her love, all concealed in a tiny little book called a diary or a journal which ever you prefer. No one really knows what happened between them, nor does anyone really care. Except those of us who ponder on their love story... 'Why'd he do it?' Everyone would ask. She would smile, 'I have no idea.' Her best answer was given. ........... ..... .. . As the leaves begin to fall and scuttle across the ground, I sit and watch. Concealed by the pure beauty of what the world is. 'You look beautiful today. But you would look even more beautiful if you smiled.' The first words he ever told me, he didn't even know me. I had no idea who he was. Yet he smiled, he smiled because that they type of person he actually was. Not a person people hated, not a person people loved, not a person people paid attention to. He deserved more than he got, like a lot of us. But no one really cares, or do you?

we're friends since 2000 ~

Man if my crush sees this it is all over for me. This is a true story ish so realistic fiction. It is basically about my crush and things that happened in real life and things that I kinda made up in my head.