Dailystruggles Stories

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Coping up with dissatisfied expectations....

Ally Summers read somewhere that every soul is created with a pair to love and maybe, to discover why constellations are made in the first place. Though the latter part is just her own inclination to the mysteries of the universe. She didn't really took it to heart when she saw it being as her mind is busy with colorful imaginations and vivid scenarios of things she could do to better herself and that if only she could lose a few pounds, her face wouldn't look too big on pictures. Her very typical life consists of a run down to the bookstore, canvassing cafes, visiting thrift shops, hoarding clothes she's never gonna wear, planning art illustrations she's too demotivated and lethargic to do and all the while balancing her normal fleeting school life, not really popular but also, not really unpopular. She's never really cared about social standing or how she looks so awkwardly weird for people when she jumps and count her steps on tiles. When she looks at her self in the mirror, she feels equivocal. There are handful of times when she'd think she's pretty but when she stares hard, everything becomes bare and raw then she sees her truth, her miserable dementing truth, "I'm just a person who's into looking up the stars because she could never be one in the first place." She said. All of her beliefs about herself changed and faltered though. It was because of that unsuspecting ordinary day at school that turn all of her consuming worries into something beautiful. There he was, the light and the stars, all for her. But wait, someone around is lurking too and he is everything enigma, all darkest depths of the night is who he is and she can't help but want to unravel him. She's torn and so so so confused. - this story will contain mature language, themes, mention of depression and body dysphoria.

Aren's life feels stuck-endless work, pointless arguments, and a dream he's too afraid to chase. But when he starts vlogging to escape his dull routine, strange things begin to happen. Late at night, on empty streets, something is watching... and it's getting closer.

so ive never seen or read like a book, thread, or post about being half Polynesian which is w i l d as fuck so here i am writing this book. it'll most likely be crap buuut that adds to the charm lmaoo. enjoy🌺

Why did I stop? I should've just kept doing what I did best. I should've just kept hating myself. But maybe- Just maybe- I could've been better. I could've done so many things. I could've done so much right when all I did, all I could see, was wrong. I don't know anything.

A novel about the daily struggles of the LGBT community. A young girl who has just discovered her sexuality tells what she goes through on a daily basis.

Pretty much a thing i made out of boredom

Read this when your head feels too heavy to carry alone.

random poems and stories i come up with randomly 😂👍😮

Like the title says - it's just a diary. Normal diary containing very random thoughts. It's mainly for me to enjoy my days a little bit more as each one is unrepeatable <3 (It's not necessarily the eighth part of the previous books. It's just the continuation as I've reached 200 parts in there and I simply cannot write more.)

this series is going to be 'transgender struggles' that i face over my...like...lifetime... or something i don't know. i just hope you enjoy

Würdest Du sagen, dass du nichts bereust? Niemanden aus Deiner Vergangenheit vermisst? Oder dass Du Angst hast jemanden zu verlieren?

In a world full of magic and wonder, two girls are struggling to find their way through it unscathed. The clash of mighty ones before them have left cracks in the fabric of their world, can they fix it? Mira and Aria start out as normal teens, but their life slowly descends as the world shatters around them. Can they restore the harmony that was once maintained? Or will they fail, and the entire world as they know it will be erased?

this is basically a book about how pointless everyday questions are in my mind so.... yeah. I hope you enjoy the book WARNING: nerd moments inside.

Daily struggles as I lose my eye sight.

ideas like sparkling rain on golden fields, forever humble and grateful

Hi am Hope. 16 year old girl who loves the Lord, and i hope you do too. How good is our Lord.🤗 Follow my journey with me and Christ and i prolly know you will relate to me somehow, don't we all.💕 But i also hope we will have a community where we share all about Christ and make friendships💛💛 I love you so much and so does Christ!!🦋