It Sucks Novels & Stories

Today is just not it for me and that’s a fact But then again, you come to my world just to get your mind off your work and studies cause you think my life’s cool and I’m always supposed to have fresh content for you just like them damn influencers so I’m sorry for today, I am mentally apologizing that today sucks for not just me, but you too. Soo… I’m sorry beautiful Mademoiselles, I will try to be more creative with my life other than reading magazines and listening to tapping sounds from laptops. On second thought, why don’t I just get out of this bloody building so we can go do something fun right? But how sure am I that things would get any better. Oh yeah, Things could be way better

I murmured. “Guys, I think I'm falling sick at this point. I'm feeling sickness in my guts. I think I'm getting sick.” River added.

▄︻デ══━一 COLTON HAYES💥 I woke up again to the sound of rain—still pouring, steady and relentless like the weight pressing down on my chest. Being sick just isn’t for me. I feel like I’ve been run over by a damn truck. Everything hurts. My head, my limbs, even the inside of my eyes when I blink too fast. I’m exhausted just existing. Just being. Laying here and doing nothing is supposed to be restful, right? But it’s not. Not when I’m used to motion. Not when I’m used to moving until my muscles scream for me to stop.

"I'm going to die a virgin, at the hands of the hottest guy I know. He let go of me, and I was finally able to breathe again. I coughed, adjusted to being able to breathe again. I have never before been so grateful for the ability to breathe. The air even felt different as it went into my lungs. I almost died,"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" I screamed.

Grabbed his arm. "I'm fine," he said. "You're drunk. " "Same thing." I walked him to the door. He fumbled with the keys, dropped them. I picked them up and opened the door myself. Inside was exactly what I expected. Expensive furniture, art on the walls, everything white and clean and probably cost more than I made in a year. Ashton headed for the stairs and made it three steps before he sat down hard. "I think I'm going to be sick." "Bathroom?"

Nothing major. This is it. Rock. Bottom. Like, bottom of the Mariana Trench, level rock bottom. I’m a sentient heartbreak meme. My boyfriend is a cheating sex icon. My uterus is never going to see the creation of life. And the highlight of my week is that my little sister hasn’t died — yet. That’s where we are. That’s the bar.

Scarlet POV Life sucks.. No! This school sucks. I know my life has always been miserable before I came into this school, but this school is like icing on a cake. When life sucks…. It really fucking sucks. I’ve tasted how miserable life can be, but this.. is what I never expected. I’m miserable to the core. Pretty sure that was me, when I passed by the crowd at the school hallway. I didn’t bother to check what was happening , that would be exposing my ass. I sure did eavesdropped but not that I wanted to.. it was coincidental. “ men are scums”

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You can only fake enjoyment for so long before slyly retreating to the comfort of your own room. I couldn't stand the way Drew and Cassandra looked lovingly at each other, she was blissfully unaware of Drew's blandness and his constantly formal tone, he resembled a potato, plain and boring, two things Cassandra was not. It didn't surprise me that Cassandra was settling for someone like Drew, after the heartache of her last boyfriend, she was just about ready to date anyone who showed interest. "Soph?" I cursed upon hearing Cassandra's voice. "Don't worry about me, go and enjoy the movie, I'm just a little tired, that's all." I plastered a smile on my face.

I don't feel sad or happy, I feel empty. I took out my phone in my pocket and dial a number. It was picked up on the fifth ring. “Babe, where are you?” I asked just as a familiar truck zoomed past my hiding spot. My eyes turned into slits, chasing the back of the truck with my eyes. “Luna, I can't come to you right now. Something came up.” his voice was crisp and clear even with the wind blowing in the background. “But you promised,” I whined, putting as much emotion in my voice as necessary.