Funny Lonely Meme Novels & Stories

She was smiling. Not at me. At whatever—or whoever—held her attention on that screen. “Something funny?” I asked, keeping my voice level, though something edged beneath it, sharp enough to taste. She didn’t look up. “Hmm?” Her thumb kept moving slowly. “Oh. Just a meme.” I set my fork down. The quiet clatter echoed more than it should have in a room this controlled. “Right. Must be a good one. You’ve been laughing all night.” A faint smirk curved her lips. Still not looking at me. “You could join in, you know. Laughter’s supposed to be healthy.”

Mentions, messages, tags. My stomach tightened as I opened one. It was a meme caricature of my old picture. There was a poop emoji on top of my head, my brown eyes were replaced with a red laser, and a boldly written text on the picture said ‘SLUT’. I groaned and locked my phone immediately. But it was too late. I’d already seen it. Another buzz. Then another. Curiosity got the better of me again. I saw a particular message from a private page in my DM.

Philip, a long-haul truck driver, was often away from home, leaving me feeling lonely and unfulfilled. It might sound improper, but I couldn't help it. There was a craving inside me that longed to be satisfied, and it had only intensified over time. The way men looked at me when I was out in public made me feel a mix of embarrassment and exhilaration, adding fuel to my restless thoughts. My daily life was simple. After my parents passed away, they left me a three-story house, and I earned enough from renting it out to live comfortably without needing a job. But with so much free time, my thoughts often wandered, and that longing became impossible to ignore.

Why do you hate me so much, mother? “What is our Luna doing alone out here?” “Isn’t it enough that she was born crippled? Now she wants to join us on our journey?” Two of them asked, crossing their muscular arms over their bare chests. The nudity was still present, and freshly wet from the cold water of the waterfall. I looked at them for the first time in a way that made them all take two steps back, including the foolish cousin. “I will no longer allow you to speak about me like that!” They looked at each other while I felt a different charge within me, so much so that I had difficulty inhaling the air around me. Soon after, they laughed together, mocking how I was born broken. Ariel joine

So, I sent a different message: “As long as you’re happy and safe, have fun. I will miss you.” I added, “And when I say miss… I mean, a lot.” She responded with a blushing emoji: “Stay safe, Mav. Don’t let the bed bugs bite *wink*.” “Okay, now I’m scared. What if they create an army and attack me when there’s no one to help me? Do you want me to die alone and lonely?” I sent back, laughing at the absurdity of it, but it was exactly the kind of thing Jasmine would say. And I found I rather liked her quirky humor.

Prue said easily, thumbs flying over her screen. So that was it – best buddies already. Sharing memes, videos, inside jokes – all while I sat there watching from the outside, irritation sharpening again because I knew da.mn well I’d put myself there. My Beta and Delta had told me more than once that my views on lone wolves were outdated, rigid, inherited baggage I refused to unpack, but letting go of them felt like betraying my grandparents, like erasing something foundational even if it no longer fit the world I was living in. “Oh, and I love this stand-up comedian,” Prue said next, and within seconds both Greg and John were watching the same clip out of sync, the same monologue funky playi

, Meme stutters out through her giggles, causing Loyalty’s laugh to grow louder. “Okay, haha! I haven’t had sex in three years. Funny”, Loyalty finally says. “Let’s move on, Meme”! “Neither have I”, I mumbled, and I swear so did Jonny! Meme just rolls her eyes at all of us and continues!

Rhalia fired off, followed by a slew of red flags and eggplant emojis. "I don't know how you did it, but girl... It's been what? Almost a year?? And you still don't feel the urge to jump that absolute Adonis??" Liora added with her signature dramatic flair. I felt heat rush up my neck as I fumbled with my phone, frantically typing, "Oh my God, guys-", but before I could send it, Maelis delivered the kill shot. It was a meme of dogs humping in full force, with the caption: "Don't be shy, sweetheart. If you need tips, I can help. 😈💅"

He was the only one amongst my friends who came to visit and now I'm all alone. I wish I could sleep but that's all I've been doing and I think I used up all my dream bubbles. Now here I am sulking on my bed, drowning in the blankets that have covered me completely. I've been like this since last night and I'm still waiting for something to cheer me up. Dad tried but I just turned him down just like I did with all my friends who help around the house. Not even food moved me. Just kidding nothing can stop me from eating absolutely nothing. Food comes first and food is bae! That's my motto.

"I fuck a lot of guys because it's fun, yeah, I think it's fun, I don't get riled over it, or get delusional and attached. Besides I'm not the fat sad girl who has never had a boyfriend or her first kiss." "Relax, I have a boyfriend," I smiled, maintaining my cool aura. "Maybe inside your head or in your little diary. You see you are just so lonely to an extent that you create a fictional world full of fantasies in your head, a world where you are dating handsome boys and aren't lonely and single, because in reality, you are single, lonely and no guy is ever going to look at you twice."