A Perfect Day To Be Alone Novels & Stories

Maybe that's karma. The cemetery was quiet, with only the sound of wind and distant birdsong. Candice's tears finally fell, and she mumbled, "Mom, you know what I regret the most? It's those words—I hate you. I've spent 20 years trying to take them back. Every time I remember the way you looked at me that day, I wish I could turn back time. "Annie told me you tried to send me a message before you died. I wonder what it was. Was it an 'I love you'? Or maybe a 'Take care of yourself'? I'll never know."

For the first time in my life, I felt alone, lost and didn’t know what to do now or in the future, I was lost without my guide and best friend Tomi but I refuse to be second place if I do go back. Being second and the spare heir all my life got to me, I thought that she would understand, that she would know better than putting me second to the same person who had made me feel inferior all my life.

One day at a time. And it's beautiful. Not perfect. Not polished. Not what I imagined. But mine. Completely, impossibly mine. And that's everything.

Do you like the idea of being fucked senseless by a pack of wolves who’d buy you like livestock if they could? The mirror didn’t answer and neither did Ivy for a heartbeat. Then she whispered, small and wounded, "I just… don’t want you to be alone if they don’t come back." I let out a short, ugly, the sound that sounded like a cackle or laughter “Alone?” I hissed, dragging the zipper the rest of the way up. It caught again on a fresh welt. I yanked harder. Pain bloomed bright across my ribs. Good. Pain I understood. “Tesoro, I’ve been alone since the day my dad died. Alone is my default setting. Alone is safe. Alone means no one gets to break me except me.”

Marcus There are fates worse than death, and I was relieving it every day for the last, I don’t know how long. My life has turned into a nightmare that I can’t seem to wake up from, and I can’t end it because I don’t have the necessary tools to do so. If one could wish themselves dead, I would have gladly done so. David is currently out. I think, I can never tell, but I am glad for the reprieve.

And even though she had given it a little thought, she had shrugged it off and thought, What’s the fun in that! Elena had always felt like she needed a gentle awakening to get up into her ordinary and lonely day. And true to her predictions, her day was sometimes ordinary. And lonely. You see, she had always been a lone ranger, and she enjoyed her own company. Being by herself always made it possible for her to enjoy ecstasy. Her kind of ecstasy led to an all-time high that only those who experienced it would understand. A kind of high where she transferred to the stars and the moon was her lunchroom. Being alone was her escape route, an escape she needed to survive in this miserable world.

And I hate that you're perfect You're perfect for me I hate that you're perfect You're perfect for me What good are words when they always just get in our way And it hurts the most just to know that you don't feel the same, the same So sometimes I get down on my knees and I pray things will change But life is what happens when things they don't work out our way, our way So I spend all my nights in the dark and afraid, mm 'Cause I've tried to forget you but these things just don't go away, away I hate that you're perfect, perfect for me If I didn't know better, then I would believe We were made for each other, but I'd know the truth You're no good for me, I'm no good for you And I hate that y

Present Moments like this, in the quiet ease of a day's end with only my thoughts as a companion, was typically all I needed. It usually didn't bother me that I was mostly alone. People unnerved me. I'd much rather not have commotion in my head. So, for just tonight, while I was striving for the contentment my day didn't permit, I wouldn't let the rest of it matter.

I waited until she completely disappeared from my sight and then headed home, cringing as my mobile began to vibrate again. God that's enough... I like to be alone. I love the peace, the silence and the serenity that it brings, away from the crowd, far away from the stupid business meetings and functions and media and press and all that shit. Being alone is tranquiling. Sean thinks I am weird but he doesn't understand my need to be alone. Neither do I, if I am being honest. Its...its just a need.

"Why did it have to be him, of all people? I don't even know why I'm here! Drinking away my sorrows just to forget about him. It's not as if he's that handsome. I mean, Jade has such a nasty temper, and I hate what he does sometimes. Do I even deserve this?!" "It's always like that, bestie. Sometimes, we don't get what we want from life. See, most of us aren't perfect my dear. We just have to make the best out of people even if we think their wrong for us, sometimes. Make Jade a perfect gentle man, Fire. I notice his best whenever he's with you. Have you seen the spark in his eyes, recently? That's the charm you've given to him. I've also noticed the same joy in you of resent. I don't know i