I'm Loser Novels & Stories

I am gradually returning to the square point I was my loser point. I slowly dragged myself as I walked into the main house. I walked straight to my room and started drinking again. I know it is already over for me and my life is useless, I am a loser already. No one wants to have me, not even my parents. Everyone hates me right now. I don’t know the essence of living anymore. I should just take my life and all should be over. I spent the whole day in my room drinking and hating myself for having such a wrecked life.

But look, I'm the one who got rejected. "You can't blame me, Eli. Ever since I met that girl, she's always winning the battle against me. Now that my life is more stable than hers, she's still doing something to make me realize that no matter how much I try to change my life, I'm still a loser."

I ask. “I do,” He states. “Get the fuck out of this room!” I bark at him. I hate that my voice is already breaking, tears forming a pool in my eyes. I'm a loser. Even my sister's best friend doesn't want me.

"Don’t get used to it, loser." But I already was.

“Are you looking down on me? I’m not a broke loser like you. Two million is nothing.” “Words don’t mean anything. Show me real cash.”

Marcello said. “I don’t care about enemies, games and deceives, Marcello. I am the biggest loser, it’s proven now.” I accepted my defeat and closed my eyes to let go off warm tears.

Hearts and more hearts. annihilatorAK47 ×take a photo and do the live session and I'll call myself the world's most pathetic loser. "I don't do it and I'll admit to being a selfish high standard spoilt brat." ×wow× ×this is getting better and better× annihilatorAK47 ×this will definitely blow up in your face Chelsea. You better watch your back cause it'll bite you.

I asked like I am Better He couldn't help but to choke on his Water Resounding his ear like a Starter Thought of being dump like a Loser. Yes! I said like it Matters Not waiting for reply like a Fighter Dragging me all along like his Sister I can't help but smile like a Starter. So cute even though he is a Breaker Who is gonna leave like a Barker And maybe lives inside Beaker Who cares as long as he is Cuter. Making a steps like he's a Dancer I can't help but think he's my Maker With his cute dimples, he is Doper

“What was that, Juliet?” Red briefly clouds my vision, my eyes twitch and I snap. “What was that, Loser?” I mimic him and the hoots grow louder. My head jerks left and right like a puppet on string, their laughter fuels me with more courage. “Shouldn’t you be with your fellow losers? Why are you even here?” The thing is, I ramble a lot not just when I am nervous, it happens when I get too excited and right now, I am. In a singsong voice, I add, “Loser. Loser. Loser.”