Do It For Yourself Novels & Stories

believed in me? Do what you want to do. The words echoed in my mind as I turned back to my laptop. My fingers found the keyboard. I can't afford to make mistakes.

And if the world refused to value her, she would find a way to create her own worth. Ayesha sat still by the window, her thoughts spiraling as the dim hum of the neighborhood quieted for the night. Her mother’s words echoed in her head: “I think this will work out wonderfully.” But what did “wonderfully” even mean? Would it mean losing her voice, her dreams, and her identity to become just another dutiful wife in a household that might never truly accept her?

I’ve got to bulldoze my way into the NFL; I just have to figure out how. I think about the quotes I have taped up on my bathroom mirror. Push yourself because no one else is going to do it. You are responsible for your success. You is all you have. And fuck, that last one crawls around inside me and sticks.

Real security came only from what one built themselves. This time, no one could take what was mine. From now on, I'd live for myself alone. —The End

She said. “Don’t apologise. It is not your fault. We are all doing the best we can. Maybe you just need to stop trying to make it work and just feel it. It happens to me, sometimes I focus too much on the technicality of what should be done, and forget that there is no manual on how this should work. Another thing is, if you don’t believe you can do it, there is no way you can. Believe in yourself, believe you can do it.” I said to her and she took a deep breath.

I can’t possibly change everything about me overnight. I once read something in a required reading novel that I don’t fully remember but the important parts stuck with me: ‘You are who you are at your core, it got you this far. If you’re happy, fucking own it. Own that power. Use it to leave your mark on the world and leave something behind. If you’re not happy, own that ten times harder so you don’t repeat your regrets.’

I look at myself in the mirror and say to myself, " You can do it .Just fake it till you make it , just until it's true. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be alright." I open the door with the hopes of having fun and I can't wait to see what turn this night takes.

He did not answer, but remained silent. After finishing treatment I said, "Have you heard of this saying, 'People who love themselves do not hurt others, only those who hate themselves, make others suffer.' stop hating yourself before doing anything serious. You can't take it back even if you want to, so you better catch yourself before you do something stupid." And left the infirmary and cleaned the rest of the windows and went to Tyler's house.

It is not written for shock value alone. Please take care of yourself. If this is a trigger for you, feel free to skip ahead.

"Goodnight Daddy." He did not answer. But I knew this was only the beginning. I went up to my room with his taste still on my tongue and his fingers still burning inside me. The rain kept falling but I was no longer scared of it. I was scared of how much I wanted more. **100 Ways to Damn Yourself**