Wildthoughts Stories

A book that is somewhat my online diary.

This is a set of poems that have been inspired by and derived from my dreams. Welcome.

just bunch of dumb stories

"The heart was made to be broken" - Oscar Wilde A diary from my heart to yours. A story of being broken and the courage to get back up.

just my wild thoughts.

A collection of poems that i made in my spare time before adulthood and university... maybe if i got in.

This is a personal blog/diaries. Where I will upload my very random thoughts but in a jungely way. Just a mixture of jungley thoughts. Have fun reading my wild random thoughts.

This will be a short book of my recounting this entire pandemic and how it's made me feel .... Enjoy

Rose gets in contact with her old friends David and Natalie. She gets introduces to the VlogSquad and also to Jeff Wittek.... Everything is going great until someone appears whose mission it is to destroy her life. This is a Jeff Wittek FanFiction but also a Vlogsquad one ... Enjoy😉

poetry and prose of late night thoughts

A desire thought of wanting this specific girl

Victoria Robinson is an average girl trying to get past high school. After this one tragic night, she starts being isolated and alone and can't stand people. She can't let anyone in and has a hard time trusting anyone. Sweet, charming, and cute Sam Christopher Allana is not a typical bad boy you would meet. Just like Victoria, he is also trying to get past high school. After meeting each other one day in class, they start to develop feelings for each other. Months later, they are officially now boyfriend and girlfriend. After this one night at a high school party, things get wild. They end up getting drunk and the rebellious teenagers decide to play the Oujia board. What they don't know is, something follows them home...

I just need a platform where I can vent all my anger and my wild thoughts of murder and all I find are shady sites so I just chose wattpad, no one will read this anyways, but if you do, passing human, do me a favor and comment that can help me pass through this rough times, you don't need to vote and pity me, thank you.

It isn't that easy to figure out the meaning of life, even ours. As you are all alone, you'll find it's tough. The only thing you can do is to sit on the ground, take a deep breath and tears will be running down all in a sudden.

Marea never invited It in. It wormed Its way through the small fissures in her heart, leaving large cracks in Its wake. She wants out.

a book dedicated to my thoughts , all the imaginations that i cannot speak of . the chaotic poetic mind

putting together my wild dysphoric thoughts for future purposes<3 Major trigger warning, contains suicidal thoughts etc

An anthology of shorts stories that come to me just before I fall asleep.