Memes Lonely Novels & Stories

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.

Then he chuckled softly, shaking his head as he said, “I missed you, Harps, I missed your smiles and laughter. How the hell did you stay here all alone for so long, Harper, how did you do it?” he asked, wiping cookie crumbs from his mouth as we both laughed out loudly, laughing at our stupidity. “I felt miserable, Liam. My God I was so lonely, and sad, I thought I would go crazy!” I blurted out, speaking the truth shamelessly. It made us laugh, loud and free, that was exactly how I felt and I’m not ashamed to say it.

“Oh thank God, backup. Jackson, explain memes to your boyfriend. He doesn’t understand why anyone would care about a woman yelling at a cat.” “It’s not that I don’t care,” Frost protested. “I just don’t understand the context. Is this a human realm inside joke? Did something happen with this specific woman and cat?” I couldn’t help but laugh, dropping my bag by the door. “Frost, it’s just a meme. It doesn’t have to make sense. That’s kind of the point.” “But—” “Nope.” Maya held up a hand. “We’re moving on. Next meme.” She scrolled down, and Frost leaned in closer, his expression adorably perplexed.

Fuck me! I walked into my study and poured myself a glass of rum, it failed to ease my mind as it burned down my throat. Images of Dahlia and Jeremy came to me, Wendy and my uncle, I felt suddenly lonely and deserted. “I once said you were a lonely man without Dahlia.” “Shut up, Leo. Not now.” I snarled. I sat down behind my desk and there was a knock on the door, then uncle Lawrence walked in and made himself comfortable on a chair.

Selena hurled the tablet onto the sofa. The screen was still lit. A meme kept sliding up her timeline. It was that photo of Ava, startled by the flash, a french fry caught between her lips. Across it, in huge bold letters, someone had written: "Her only crime was buying this many chips and not sharing with the rest of us." Under it were fifty thousand likes. "I’m so done with this!" Vivian cried, covering her face. "Has the whole internet gone collectively insane? It’s an oversized gray hoodie. It’s cheap junk food. Why do they even like her? Some people are literally analyzing the fabric of that hoodie."

I started pouring out my heart on this diary in front of me. Dear diary .. Quiet. One word that describes my heart right now. I feel very lonely, no one is accompanying me at this time. If you were still alive, you would be with me now. When I'm alone I always remember you, I open photos and videos when with you. My heart is very broken when I remember all the events that I can not repeat. I want you to be here today, accompany me when I feel lonely, hold me when I am vulnerable, and laugh with me like before.

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The way they wrap around me, sliding against my skin with a too-muffled friction to be natural. Words no longer fall fluidly. Laughter is contained, almost mechanical. And some faces, some glances, turn towards me. Stealthily. Quickly. Then they turn away with that poorly played haste that fools no one, least of all me. I tilt my head slightly, as if to better hear what is not being said to me. As if to tune into that secret frequency, just below the real. — Tell me I’m becoming paranoid, I whisper to Lucas. He raises his eyebrows, amused.

You lead tonight, I'm here for you darling. LonelyGirl: you make me LOL IRL. Might be the easiest way to get into my pants is by making me laugh. 😂 LimberJack: yeah - why's that? LonelyGirl: it means I trust you. I don't relax easily around anyone and my laughing face is similar to my crying face...ugly. LimberJack: I'm honored to have your trust. Trust me when I say that you could have snot dripping from your nose and drool out of your mouth while you sob and you'd still be pretty.

Jason Pov For the last past year, the only emotions I've felt inside were anger and loneliness. But Kim has changed that. I may still have this anger, but it's not a wave of constant anger stuck inside of me now. Kim gives me a happiness that I haven't felt in over a year now. Now the only time I ever feel lonely is when I'm here alone and she's at work. The loneliness of not having her by my side, but that loneliness quickly leave once she's back.