Reddit Mind Break Novels & Stories

The world didn’t stop after Luna went live, it exploded. Her face flooded every social media platform. Clips, edits, duets, think pieces. Some called her brave, others called her reckless. The internet was split right down the middle, a global jury arguing over the same ten-second soundbite. "Breaking doesn’t make me weak. It made me human."

I ask Aubrey as I show her my favorite photo of him. Aubrey peels her eyes away from her phone before focusing her attention over to me. She looks down at the shirtless photo of Jack before scrunching her nose up in what looked to be distaste. “Um… no. Not at all actually.” She says. This bitch is crazy. “Ya know, I always knew you had some type of mental illness, but I’m starting to think you need to be admitted now.” I joke. “Says the girl drooling over some guy she’s never even met.” Ella chimes in.

Richard's voice cut through the dissonance, a determined resolve underlining his words, "We can't let the disruptor control our destiny. There must be a way to break free from its insidious influence." As we pressed forward, the disruption's dance became a chaotic symphony, and the celestial voice whispered a final cryptic warning, "The disruptor's machinations blur the boundaries between truth and illusion. Navigate its illusions wisely, for within the enigma's heart, the fate of your cosmic journey hangs in the balance."

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*

I hated how one stupid nerd had somehow crawled under my skin without me noticing. Because the thought of Aaron choosing someone else over me made me want to break something.

then the barman ended everything by calling security on him. "hey... I..." "don't sweat it. keep the change." I interrupted him, dropping his money on the counter and left. ***** "Why!... I hate you." That was all I could yell throwing anything my hand could reach and breaking whatever was breakable close to me. I have never in my life felt such public humiliation, never felt rejection, never felt so broken before. I had no one to turn to or confide in. For weeks I drowned myself in alcohol, drugs and anything I wouldn't originally buy with my money. That was where I found consolence. I wouldn't pick any incoming calls, nor let anyone in on my life.

Then, as though the poster had been waiting for us to have eyes on it, all hell broke loose. The comments about my weight gain came up, and there were some very unflattering and very obviously doctored images uploaded that pretty much compared me to a whale, followed by knocks against my mental health. Ryder was getting more and more heated by the second, and I just wanted to crawl into a hole and die. And then, just when I was about to swear off social media again, something miraculous happened. Someone uploaded paragraphs of text, all precise and to the point, outlining the entirety of our breakup and the things that had gone on behind the scenes.

It's called Stories By Menna, hope you join, here is the link:https://www.f******k.com/groups/343882321009167/ sending you love and appreciation.

Serious answers only. I added flair: “Villainess Support Group.” Roundy pulsed like he was getting a migraine. {Talking to you is lowering my processing speed.} “Relax, Glowstick. Reddit is about to carry us.” I scrolled the home page. “Ooh, someone already replied: ‘Greet no one, nitpick everything and smile at no one. Instant hate.’ Genius.” {Your first task is live, by the way. Make sure your sister eats almost nothing while you inhale everything in sight. Bonus points if you snatch food from her plate.}

It is more comfortable to be with hypocrites than to live in a constant struggle with honesty. People are ungrateful and boring. Relationships are boring. Football is boring. Politics is boring. The job market is boring. Society is boring. The world is boring'. This one I wrote when I met a guy and we used to kiss on break from work. It lasted a few months, until I wanted to switch from chicken coxinha to stroganoff and he didn't want to. Shallow people, you know? Salty sauce, ketchup and mayonnaise And a cup of coffee. It was the rite. Snack break? We ran to the cafeteria at the bus terminal and the attendants already knew what the order would be just by looking at us.