Despair Meme Novels & Stories

Draven said and turned to her with a cup, she slowly took it from him and gave him a questioning look. “Drink it.” He ordered and she gulped it, she coughed immediately and an irritated expression displayed on her face. She sat up and coughed again. “What was that?” “A herb for a hangover.” “Hangover?” She asked confused and her eyes widened in shock as the memories of last night came flooding in, some seemed blurry but she seemed to recall the detailed ones. “Oh my God, you killed people.” She said and Draven ignored what she said as he paid attention to his laptop.

I go by the name Iris, but no one remembers that because I'm an omega without a wolf, and very unattractive as well. Maybe if I'd obliged my boss's wishes and had a good night with him as he demanded, I wouldn't be in the middle of the market, surrounded by little children and other jobless omegas like me, who turned me into a dumpsite of rotten eggs, tomatoes and every perishable item they could lay their filthy hands on. "Stupid people!" I cursed under my breath. They couldn't even afford good food, yet they were wasting the ones they could find on me.

I was born with almost no sense that I deserved anything. The day I was born, I didn't think I deserved to actually be born in the delivery room, so I held onto my mother's umbilical cord for three days. It wasn't until she slipped away to the bathroom that I finally let go in relief, and dropped straight into the toilet. When I got kidnapped, I didn't think I deserved a seat in the trafficker's six-seat van. So, I wrapped myself around his leg and refused to get in. Then a sanitation worker rolled by pushing a garbage cart, and my eyes lit right up. I jumped on without a second thought. After that, the trafficker sold me eight separate times. Every single time, I handed the money ri

“Exactly right.” And everybody agreed, except for the desert, who was pouting off by itself in a most unflattering manner. But the desert had a trick up its sleeve, oh yes it did. For it may be thwarted at the moment, but it will not be thwarted for long, and even now there was a rumbling deep underground that made the desert cease feeling sorry for itself. In fact, it began to smile, a harsh smile, a terrible smile, and anybody who witnessed it certainly would have been frozen in horror, pierced by the chill one feels when they drop something fragile, something that was given to them by somebody very dear who is now dead, and now they have nothing with which to remember them, and shall neve

The oil is green-gold and slow, and it clings to the glass and comes away reluctantly, and I turn it in my hand the way I turned the 1923 deed in a Brooklyn kitchen on a June morning that belongs to somebody I am no longer exactly. I remember the clause. I have never stopped remembering the clause. The lender may claim the harvest for seven years in the event of a single missed payment. I sat with my coffee going cold and circled it in blue ink and thought about a farmer outside Marsala who signed away seven years of his own ground because he believed he would never miss.

The next step we take has us falling right through the surface of the water and I smile as the memories rise like a tide. Desperation can make the best of us crazy.

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Because of your selfishness, my life has turned into hell. “God, I’m not questioning Your will for me… but why? Why me? W-Why? Do I deserve this? I know I’ve forgotten You, but I’m only human. I make mistakes, I drift away… is this the price? Will I ever be happy again? Or will You take my life while I’m still hurting?” When you have nothing else to hold onto, you even start questioning God—though I know it’s wrong. And yet… even with everything happening, I know You don’t give people a test they can’t bear.

Would you still think it was your fault? Remy sounded more and more hysterical as she went on. Soon, she was yelling out the second half of her words. Her arrogance aside, everything she said was true. Without my parents and Blake's tacit approval, my disappointment wouldn't have turned into despair and I wouldn't have chosen to leave this world. My mom's body shook, and she collapsed on the ground. She covered her face with her hands, unable to stop her tears anymore. When I saw this, I didn't feel happy at all. Since I no longer cared, their regrets didn't affect me in the slightest.

- Dessa a howl of despair every living thing that heard this howl can feel the total sadness that it was emitting “NNOOOOO!!!!”- DEssa