When Life Suck Novels & Stories

I ran my tongue along the edge of the blade and licked any dripping blood that was on it from Marco. "Even if you are a jerk, you taste good." I took a look at him. I don't miss being human because people are so fragile. I mean, look at this guy. He's lying there lifeless. His head is chopped off into several pieces, and his body is turned into something that will make your turn stomach upside down. I feel that I trashed all means of his identification. It doesn't look like he has any tattoos, so I am done. I don't participate in any activities done in this modern world. I feel like a ghost, going through the motions of remembering what I once was. I do have a cellphone, but I use it sparing

"Every time we check in, it’s like you’re holding your breath. How much is this job really worth if it’s draining you dry?" I slump into the couch with a bitter laugh. "You're right. It’s all networking and clout-chasing, constant pressure to be 'on' all the time. And god, don’t even get me started on my sex life. This job’s sucked it dry—I might as well be a virgin again." "Oh please," Lilla teases, "you're not celibate, you’ve got a drawer full of toys and that vibrator with the suction setting you said changed your religion."

So, back to reality. January 5th 2035, I used to like beginnings, meeting new people, trying new things but not anymore. I'm just sick and tired of my pathetic life. I've befriended death so many times but he just keeps rejecting me. Life hasn't been kind either so I don't know, I'm just living in my own world hanging between life and death waiting patiently for one to just embrace me and be good to me. Oh well, seems like that's not gonna happen anytime soon.

When life sucks, Create a new one. - Jacqueline "Do you have this in black?" I asked the sales lady when I was spending my time shopping for a dress. Not that I need more, but the act itself was therapeutic for my messed-up soul. Yep, being a sugar baby is stressful, the money, the travel, and all the luxury life could offer. Oh...yeah, not to mention the sex. I love sex. I thrive on human companions, but I suck at relationships. The notion of having to commit to a man for sex and companionship and some even wanted it for the rest of their life seemed ridiculous.

Alex Nothing feels the same anymore. Everything around me feels heavy, wrong—like I’m slowly sinking and no one even notices. I’m completely drained, from home to work, trapped in a cycle that leaves no room to breathe. Every day, I wear that same fake smile, pretending I’m fine while something inside me is tearing apart.

LILA POV I'm about to do something stupid. Don't blame me. Sometimes, life is like a cruel joke, serving you lemons when you don't even have water or sugar to make lemonade. And yet, they say you have to make it work. Either you stand up and do something, or you sit there and let life devour you whole.

Sometimes, he feels like my whole fucking life. And, how can one not recognise life? How can one not live the life? How can I?

"If your plan is to lift me up high so that I would fall hard, you don't really have to do that. My life is already miserable enough. I'm just a sanitation worker. I don't have any money left. My family has kicked me out. Do you want me to kneel down in front of Mira Hall's grave to apologize? Or do you want to take my life in return..."

I stare at the screen. Then stare at the ceiling. Then stare at the screen again. And suddenly I start laughing. Actual laughter. The kind that comes when you’re exhausted and overwhelmed and one inconvenience away from a complete breakdown. One guy is checking on my feelings. The other is checking if I’ve eaten. What is my life? Who are these men? And why are they acting like this? I cover my face with one hand. “I want my boring life back.” But even as I say it, I know it’s not true.

~*JUNE*~ Well... this is a fucking disaster. My life has gone from messy to completely, unbelievably fucked. At this point, the universe seriously needs to cut me a goddamn break. For crying out loud, I’m just a twenty-three-year-old girl trying to survive in this shitty world. Nothing more. Nothing less. Just when I thought my life couldn’t get any worse than it already is, the universe, in its infinite wisdom, keeps proving me wrong.