What So Wrong About Your Life Novels & Stories

But Life isn't perfect, right? Exactly. Xx\_xX

This cafe, was the only thing I held on to assuring myself that this horrible phase in my life would eventually come to an end and even if things don't go back to normal completely, at least I would be able to walk around freely without strangers pointing fingers at me and calling me a murderer. Unfortunately for me though, my hope is now nothing but ashes. Just like that, the only thing that kept me sane disappeared and all I see in front of me is a burnt down building and another murder case that is bound to add more fuel to the already terrible fire in my life. I don't deserve this. No, I don't. I'm too good a person to deserve so many horrible things. I've never hurt anyone and I never w

"Oh my God!!" That's definitely not what my brain translated. And that was definitely not what I was expecting to hear. This day just took a worse turn. I thought if the day started out good, the day would end well. What the fuck is going on? Why so many problems in life? Why do people die?

my life has gotten much worse! Not a day I have had a relaxing time at home....house does not feels like home all I wanna do is end my college and leave this hell hole! For once....why can't I live a normal happy life....why does all the problems surrounds me only....as if I don't have enough in my hands and now this Neil problem too I have to face..... Fuck my life! ×××××××××××××××××××× ¶2 months after¶

Sometimes, life hits so hard that, it feels like you are being fucked up by the life. Some situations are too messy, complicated and strangely suffocating that you might never know how to overcome it. Sometimes standing before the mirror, staring at your own reflection, asking yourself, " What did you actually do in your life?" If you are a good child who listens to your parents but somehow fucked up with your life, You will ask the same question " What did you do with your life? What did you do to end up like this?"

I backed out of the page and finally checked Elise's messages. "Where are you? "Answer me this instant. Why did you share such a depressing song with me? Do you think I'm too happy?" I quickly scrolled up and realized that I'd indeed shared a sad song. In fact, it was basically the epitome of sad songs for heartbreak. My face burned with embarrassment, and I slapped my forehead. Damn it! I'd screwed up big time. I'd definitely tapped on the wrong song when sharing the link earlier. If not for that, I'd probably already have five million dollars in my account.

I let the question hang in the air until it felt heavy. Then I chuckled bitterly, my chest aching as memories of my complicated life with Henry surged through my mind. I swallowed the tears threatening to choke me and said into the microphone, “No, it’s not worth it.” "There’s no such thing as normal life. There’s only the life you choose, and the life that’s forced on you. Money doesn’t make you lonely. Poverty doesn’t make you happy. Those are just illusions we create to comfort ourselves.” Murmurs of agreement rose among the crowd.

I feel it's the right time to be selfish, life on its own was selfish to me, keeping away the good things of life from me. They shouldn't try blaming me, they should blame life for the pains and sorrow it had made me go through. I am damn sure there's no lupine alive who has gone through half of what I experienced. I fucking sure, there's no one, and they expect me to be alive, stay up, and be strong, strong for who? Strong for people who have a good life? People who don't seem to have problems?

Nowadays, companies prefer young applicants who could work faster and could adapt to the changes in technology, not an old lady like me. What went wrong with my life? I have asked myself that question many times hoping to have a different answer. Yet, the obvious answer was the same. I made the wrong turn. I made wrong decisions in my life. I couldn't even think where to begin, or maybe I knew how it all began but it was too late. Way too late! I just wish that reincarnation is true so I could start again.

''With that i start tearing up. 'I cant go on'I say to my self, giving up my life that instant.I wished God would just end my life right there. I mean, what was the point of living in this big, bad and wicked world, everyone lies and gets away with it, everyone hurting one another.The wickedness has no end, it never will. It would be much better if i had never been put into it. What difference would it have made.