Sadness Fanart Novels & Stories

This was easier than he had imagined. Meanwhile, inside the room, Libia’s mind was in turmoil. Lison had kidnapped her, threatened to kill her, and wouldn’t even tell her what he planned to do with her. It was impossible to have feelings for a man like that. So why did she feel sad knowing she wouldn’t see him for a few days? Why was she so excited to learn he had sent her a beautiful bouquet of sunflowers? “This is madness!” she thought, unable to comprehend that she was falling for the wrong man once again.

My hands are shaking as I held a blade over my pulse. My palms are sweaty and cold, tears stream from my eyes as the past events in my life unfold before me. I watch my life rewind with an emotionless stare as all I feel now is that I am so lost. Hopeless. Sad. Alone.

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she yelled at herself. Gaia huffed and turned the water back off. She didn’t bother to wash her face, comb her hair, or brush her teeth. What was the point? She walked to her easel and pulled back the tarp covering her painting of Bash. The tears welled. Gaia’s heart ached for Bash, she loved him so much. Another part of her hated him. She wanted to take a knife to the canvas, but what if, as she grew older, her memory failed her? To forget his beautiful face wasn’t something Gaia was sure she wanted. Despite it all, her time with Bash had been the happiest time of her entire life.

The little blonde couldn't contain herself and ran to the door, a sob ripping from her, screaming unintelligible sounds of loss. "Cassie, don't," Felicia cried out, falling behind her friend, grabbing the blonde by the shoulders as Cassie hit her knees. "Please, Felicia, I can't let them take him, please! " " Okay, we'll go ..we'll follow them ." Felicia was fighting her tears; how would she tell her husband that his big brother was dead?

Chloe's expression darkened as she snapped, "If you don't get sicker, how else will Ethan stay with us? You're just at 100 degrees Fahrenheit and not enough to be admitted. We need it to get worse." Ignoring the chilly air, she took off Peanut's layers until he was left in a thin undershirt. Layla had whipped out her phone and started recording at some point. She leaned close and hissed, "Damn! She's ruthlessly using her kid to tie her man down! Her kid's freezing, but she doesn't even care! "I'm posting this online right now. The world needs to see this!"

"Marc hasn't been himself in a few months. He's usually so funny and full of life. He mopes around here every Sunday, his best friend Jackson calling last week to see if something was really wrong. He's just been so depressed. I'm going to talk to him about going to the doctor soon." "He's probably in love. It's a disease." Lisa shrugged, the news hitting her harder than she wanted to admit. She stood up, tears threatening to give her disposition away. "I'm going to wash up. I’ll help you cook." "I would love that. Just down the hall on the left. You can't miss it." Kari's mom chuckled as Lisa walked away quickly. She barely reached the bathroom before the first soft sob slipped from her lip

My eyes bloodshot red, tears streaming down without stopping. "You are not angry, you are just sad. And I want you to suffer. If you die you will get what you want 'peace' and I don't want that to happen. You know what is scarier than death? It's life! " I couldn't stand him anymore. I rapidly took steps backwards and started to run out of the room.

I don't even remember doing any of this, I am totally blacked out. Have you ever been so hurt that it almost feel like the sadness is about to burst out of your body? Like your veins are going to explode. That the pain won't ever leave you, it will be with you always, like a fucking shadow following you around . My whole body feels heavy, too heavy for me to carry it. Images of kayden occupied my mind, he's laughing, joking, playing around, singing out of tune on purpose, dancing like a chicken, filming something, taking pictures, Kayden leaving, me finding him, him crying his eyes out, Kayden, Kay , Kay.

Sad Songs- We The Kings & Elena Coats I was writing while listening to this song, feeling desperate and (hopeless). Represent Gerald and Rara's feelings, perhaps. 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯 DNA yield 99,348% What the fuck, holy Shit!