Me Myself And I Novels & Stories

Imagine me doing something like Bear Grylls. "Adventurer Taylen Nova. Your show could be called Novatures." I laughed. Jibin would have found that funny. Wait did I miss him? Nah. I just missed having someone to talk to I guess. "You're a weird kid." I told myself then asked, "Wait a minute, why am I talking to myself out loud?" I shrugged my shoulders. I better get used to only having myself around as a companion. I pulled the pills out of my pocket, I only had 1 left. Fridge magnets. I left the others in the car! You're an idiot Taylen.

“You don't.. love me..” “I do, Abby. I love you. I love everything about you. How you have only ever seen the worst in people and the darkest side of life, yet you are the brightest person that I know. I love how you are like sunshine breaking through storm clouds. I love how smart you are, how kind you are. How even though you were raised by the cruelest bastard as a father, you are still so open to love. I love how you perfect you are. That even though you were injured to this degree, you still called Mom and asked her if she needed for you to take her to the hospital. That is how selfless you are and it is another reason why I love you.”

ask Ibrahim yes Ibrahim I feel hurt says mehak.i can't do anything in this jaan I am gonna marry second time for kids saying this all of them goes from there leaving mehak all alone

Me three. ***

i hear the echo of my own voice,my brain,mind whatever “I also want to be free”i say out loud like i am not talking to my self “Whatever you say” “None of them would find me here be it Draven or David”I say more like I am trying to convince myself . I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket Draven:you know id always find you anywhere I stare at the text sent to me feeling the smugness through the phone Me:so what if you find me, what do you want I sent back a reply suddenly feeling bold

Now I'm in a place where I will be reminded of who I was every single day. ~~~ don't forget to add to your library! ✿

That's why at the end of the day, all I just have to count on is me, myself, and I. Yes, just me alone.

"Shoot me," Kim muttered under her breath as she stared blankly at him addressing the students. Maybe she was hallucinating, she raised her finger to her skin and pinched herself hard in an attempt to snap out of her trance, but he was still standing right there in his glory, his plump pinky lips moving perfectly like it's being automated by a system or something. Never have she seen someone that complete before, he had the look of a fallen. angel. Kim could hear the other students gasping and gushing over his magnificence.

Mia’s POV I carefully arranged my clothes on the table, smoothing out the fabric and contemplating the day ahead. As I stretched my body to alleviate the ache that had begun to settle in my shoulders and lower back, a satisfied smile crept onto my lips. The reflection staring back at me in the mirror was undeniably me—confident, determined. With a whisper barely escaping my lips, I reassured myself, "Ian was always mine." I reached up, running my fingers through my hair to smooth out any tangles, before taking a deep, steadying breath. After a moment of quiet self-reflection, I steeled myself and stepped out to face the thrumming energy of the waiting crowd.

I growled and returned to the living room, where I played I Could Care Less by DevilDriver on the hi-fi, somehow hoping to hasten her departure from the apartment. "Every time you say my name, my own reflection just burns," came the singer's voice over the speaker, accompanied by drums and a guitar melody that immediately took off. I mentally pushed the thought of Tate and what he was probably doing right now I clenched my jaw, took a good smoke of those great riffs just to be sure, and went back to the bedroom door. I folded my arms across my chest, propped my shoulder against the fur, and looked at the girl who didn't even reach Tate's ankles. Fuck it. I am cursed and will probably die alo