Intrusivethoughts Stories

A collection of musings, intrusive thoughts, and words i dare not speak.

A collection of quiet breakdowns no one sees. Inner monologues, hidden pain, and the thoughts they never say out loud. These are the moments behind the smiles, the silence behind the strength.

Eat shit and die a collection of poems and bits of lyrics by yours truly

This story is about the dark intrusive thoughts of humans that make us Monsters at some point.

Ashley Collins and Lydia Brown are both departament managers in CENTURIE corp, a software company, with it's headquarters located in the center of Chicago. One of them living through a routine-filled, soulless reality, where each day is a fight for some silence in her mind. The other emits sunshine and peace, having found her place on earth, where she can feel and thrive. What will happen when the two cross paths? A quarrel of lifestyles, or a deep, meaningful connection? . . . INFO: Nothing in this story was AI-generated, and the cover was drawn and designed by me. Also, please refrain from sexualizing the characters in any comments you may have. Thank you <3

this is a story about a boy named Keegan who writes in his journal as a way to vent and even cope with his issues with his everyday life. life getting extremely intense for him he does try his best to understand why he is the way he is and why he does things he does. this is the and all that you'd be reading right now.

Labyrinthus Mentis adalah kisah perjalanan seorang pemuda yang terjebak dalam jeruji pikirannya sendiri yaitu overthinking, bayangan kacau, dan diam yang mengekang. Ia seorang pengamat, pendiam, sekaligus pencari arti hidup yang sesungguhnya. Melalui perjumpaannya dengan filsafat, logika, dan terutama stoikisme, ia perlahan menemukan jalan keluar dari labirin batin. Bukan dengan melawan kebisingan dunia, tetapi dengan merangkul kesunyian dan menjadikannya sumber kekuatan. Novel ini adalah refleksi sekaligus undangan: untuk berani menatap diri, mengendalikan pikiran, dan menemukan makna hidup yang lebih tenang dan bermakna.

this is part 2 because the other one was getting packed

A collection of blunt feelings.

This story is meant as journal for self-reflection purposes only. As someone whose emotions and thoughts are in constant chaos, I'm still grappling in this reality that I'm having a hard time to manage these intrusive thoughts that I often ruminate a lot. It's making me lose my mind and I'm struggling on how to articulate and express myself, but at least in here, I'm going to vent here. Feel free to exit this story if you don't like it. I'm just someone whose living in silence. You don't need to continue reading this one if it doesn't make sense to you. You know how I write things out of random and you might not understand some things. I feel chaotic inside that it's too hard to explain. Take note that this is not your typical story, this only contains words of personal essay which is based from daily experiences of the writer itself. And as a respect to the writer, refrain from commenting accusatory remarks and profanities. This story is entitled Draft Thought for a reason. A daily life reflection of thoughts, feelings and even random topics to talk about. An outlet to release the burdens placed on my mind, and as a way of expressing my own view on things. A/N: On later part of the story, there goes a compilation of special entries meant for depth introspection, catching the essence of feelings and seeing the glimpse of my past solitude journey.

vent and rants here

might delete later IDK

Hope this help. ✌️

Just a place where I infodump, Rant, or vent!

"ANG MGA KAIBIGAN KONG KULAY ASUL AT BERDE" is a metaphorical narrative that explores the inner experience of loneliness, intrusive thoughts, and emotional unrest, often surfacing at night.

these are stuppid little poems of whats going on in my head since its weird to say out loud and i hope to improve my writing and poetry

Poetry Intrusive Thoughts

Just a random book full of some of my intrusive thoughts.. (fiction btw) This book is separate from my other poems like A Lullaby For Lovers This is just a collection of my thoughts, not my long poems (I may later add more long poems) But for now I think I'll focus on writing this one

Missy cooper walks in on her brother after he had a meltdown and an OCD episode.

She lived like everything was fine, until grief rotted the seams of her mind and something broke through. Something that looked like her. Now she drifts between realities, unsure which is the dream: the soft lie of daylight or the blood she keeps tasting on her hands.