Me Myself And I Novels & Stories

Not because I was happy. But because I finally had something left to hit. ** follow me on i,n,s,t,a,g,r,a,m: authormiragreen

It was as if the hoodie whispered promises of resilience, a reminder of the strength I carried within me. Staring into the mirror, I locked eyes with my reflection, searching for the strength that resided within. The room fell silent as I whispered to myself, my voice infused with determination, "This isn't you, Jasmine. You've never been the type to give up. Don't you ever think about giving up." The words hung in the air, their weight reverberating through the core of my being.

"Subject must not remember." I whispered the words to myself, "But I remember now. And I'm not going to let them take that away from me."

I suddenly remember the song called We and Us. I flashed out a smile as I looked beside me. The mug across me remained untouch, but let's just say that you are sitting across me and reminiscing with me. I'll only do this once, so I'll just let myself become delusional even just for once. Perks of being alone. You can do everything without being ashamed or embarrassed.

All the sleepiness run away from me when I saw the scene in front of me. " What are you doing?" " What do you think that I am doing?" " Why didn't you unlock the door?" " Do I need to lock the doors in my own room?" I feel like hanging myself there seeing him like that.

"I'm not even doing anything...why can't I just be myself.. is that wrong?" "I'm warning you Precious... better be yourself pretty soon before you find yourself homeless..."

'm jealous, I only know the man for two days, he can have whoever he wants, I'm not jealous, I convinced myself, and I said - "Nice, I'm glad for you, I hope you will be a couple, you will be together soon, I wish "I got up immediately, I told him I had to go, I left money on the table and I left. He followed me again, took me by the hand again and asked me to go back to the table, to have a drink, to talk, but I was determined and a little angry so I said I have to leave and I left.While we were driving, I was thinking, as always, I was talking to myself and I was answering to myself. Why am I worried if there is someone he is in love with, why is it important to me what I care about, I was

I just wanna feel something, I just wanna feel I just wanna feel something, I just wanna feel Something really real so that I can really Feel like a person again I just wanna feel something, I just wanna feel I just wanna feel something, I just wanna feel Something really real so that I can really Feel like a person again Can you tell me a secret? Can you tell me what's wrong with me? I know I should be angry But I can barely feel a fuckin' thing Can you tell me a secret? Can you tell me what's wrong with me? Can you tell me what's wrong with me? By the time I was reaching home it was already night time. It's been a year and I still haven't seen her.

He will come again. I didn't know what to do, should I be happy because my other personality came out and now I can get a proper treatment or should I be sad because my other personality has found himself a mate. And I don't know anything about her. I need to go to the bank to get the money my dad sent me. I am working as a freelancer but I am also getting money from my dad because of my expenses and treatment.

"I can't bear to see you in pain and misery, Raysham, so please do not ask me" "Sayya I am in so much misery right now, I feel helpless and useless. I have failed you in every way there is, I have failed as a friend, as someone who's supposed to look after you, I have failed as your husband". He said. "So don't talk to me about pain and misery".