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How i am what i am now

Penulis: Remsi_chris
Realistic Fiction
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Baca novel How i am what i am now yang ditulis oleh penulis Remsi_chris yang diterbitkan di WebNovel. I thought i never would survive this life...

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I thought i never would survive this life

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Philophobia-Because Of You

I've enabled others in my being to interpret me. I put more significance on what they speculated about me and what I was worthy of obtaining than on what I thought about myself, not that it was of consequence. P H I L O P H O B I A I stride into the shower, the liquid running on its loftiest setting. As the scorching liquid hits my skin that's when I can finally inhale and exhale. I lower myself onto the shower bottom and nestle myself in my limbs. Simmering water scorches leaving burning trails along my skin, romping like pointed blades along my back. I let out a pained gripe. Not from the heat inevitably but from the traumas within my heart. The blistering liquid terrors my carcass, I beg for it to sting. To make me feel like humming but not even the flaming liquid can entice me because it's not my carcass that's apathetic. It's my sanity. I stride out of the shower and scour the reflector clean. I gaze at my now beet-ruddy carcass and I smile. A smile that can show you how dignified a person is of themselves. Grand of utterly not only annihilating themselves but also their sanity. P H I L O P H O B I A The first time it transpired they told me to linger and be strong, and I cried a pool of tears. The second time it transpired, they again told me to stay strong. But I couldn't, I couldn't stay strong. Not because I didn't want to but because I was tired. Tired of always being the one getting hurt in the end, tired of loving and not receiving it back, tired of always being the one to understand, tired of people controlling my life and telling me what to do, tired of always being sad, tired of being heartbroken, tired of the world. 2 am, no moan, no crack but a heavy heart, overthinking, and a lot of terror. This is how I live my life. And though every reasonable thing comes to a verge I still latch onto things as if they never will and for that, I fear my contentment always. The macrocosm coats me in bittersweet culmination and I scourge underneath my whiff for making me so vulnerable to adoring everything. My essence is made of recollections and sentiments from years ago and even if I say I've moved on, I am fibbing from my teeth. I am only made by other people, not myself. It was until then that I couldn't use slumber as an escape anymore because I kept wakening to ameliorate that same day. In another life, far from this wretched one, we are plopping in each other's arms, grinning and giggling. Replenishing the rooms with the noises of our laughter. But in this life, we are worlds apart, and the heart fails, the heartaches feel the rooms with the sound of my sobs. I then realized that it wasn't me that was tired, it was my soul. Maybe if I just closed my eyes and never woke up again. Would I still be tired? P H I L O P H O B I A It took me a man and a few others to comprehend that my probabilities don't exist on any planet. My probabilities were of embodiment and not tenderness. They only prevailed in stories, not in the real world.

TiffanySafi · perkotaan
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Red Star Recovery Inc.

Deck was a Galactic Marine, was as in retired as of today. Not just any marine either, a Red Star which makes his retirement special. After all Red Star troops are the ones given the option of being orbitally dropped on a penal planet or serving in the military based on their crimes. Both are normally considered a death sentence. At fifteen he had been given the choice, serve five years as a Red Star or take the drop. He choose the former and against all odds has survived to retire. Now his five long years of suicidal missions have paid off. During that time he scrimped and saved everything. Unlike his fellow Red Stars, he didn’t blow all his creds on brothels and booze but instead saved for this day. Finally, he is a free man and has enough cash to buy his own ship. It may be a tiny frigate but it is the gates of freedom for him. Well, that was the plan. Five sober years avoiding any mistakes and he finally messed up on his first day of freedom. Waking up with his first-ever hangover next to a woman he didn’t even remember he discovers he managed to get scammed out of his life’s savings. Instead of the basic SA1H Firestorm frigate, he had planned to buy. He is now the owner of an unknown model ship. One that has been stripped down to the frame and completely unflyable. On top of that, the woman who scammed him is now legally his first mate. Bound by an indenture contract despite what either of them might want, but hey only for the next ten years. Now broke. With no prospects and stuck with the woman that screwed him over, he has to find a way to survive. How bad can it be? There is no way things could get worse at least. Right? Right? He definitely won’t end up one of the most wanted men in the galaxy. Running from bounty hunters, enraged criminal groups, and even the military accompanied by a woman he can’t trust and an equally suspicious AI. That would be crazy. WPC#262 entry

Eleraan · Sci-fi
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Rabbit's Foot: Heartbreak Hero

An undead Rabbit, a robot in his head, a guy with vines, a bird girl and a nervous wreck of a centipede? Why do I have to write about them? Huh? I get to be in the story? Uhm... Hey, you. Read Rabbit's Foot. Featuring The best Character ever written in the world: Ra- I mean, This story is pretty 'great'. What do you mean "write a plot summary"? I think I did pretty good. Okay, okay. It's about this guy and he collects hearts. there. Done. Huh? Oh yeah, this book is pretty mediocre, so don't expect much. Buuut Fanservice, right? Wait, was I not supposed to say that? Then tell me that before I say it! Mollia, you frustrate me. What's a good way to get people to read this... Oh, we've got lgbtq+ representation! Yeah. Beat that... Huh? That doesn't automatically make something good? Then... Then why did I write this? Because I had nothing else to do? Fair... I should have done a harem... Rabbit's Foot part 40: Harem Hare. Boom. I'll sell millions. Do harems even sell still? ...You don't know either, do you? I knew you didn't know everything. Ha, in your face... What? I am not- Mollia, I swear if you... Okay, since I'm not allowed to ramble on anymore, I should now mention that I have this thing called a disconnect. Huh? Discord? I don't care how it's spelt! Hang on... Okay, the link is this; https://discord.gg/NwRK4zJB ______________________________________________________________________ A Chain loving Demon, a Size altering dragon, a Bio weapon with a mimic for a scarf and the Four Horsemen? Huh? I'm not in this part? What, I'm only a cameo appearance!? Oh screw this, I wanna speak to my manager. Huh? I'll get kicked out if I don't do this thing? Fine... Hey you, Reader. It's me, the best character from the last part. I'm sure you're wondering "Rat, why O why aren't you in this part?" Then read Heartbreak Hero first, dummy. But Anyway, the story ain't finished. Not until I deem it is, anyway. This is Rabbit's Foot: Devilish Deals. The one were Panila finally learns to- Huh? That's a spoiler? Are they even gonna read that far? To be fair- Mollia, just let me speak! Fine, fine. Feel free to read, or not. I don't care. At this point it's to stop the madness of- I can't even talk about that? See, look at the witty banter I have with myself. I truly am the next Lenard Divinski. Huh? The guy's a painter? I... I said it wrong? Well whatever one starred in the Matrix movies. I'm the next guy in the Matrix. Well, rat-girl. But hey-ho. Oh yeah, we reached 100 chapters a bit ago... That's it. Hey, can I spoil my entire story in this? Wait I can just do that? Oh hells yeah. Alright, so #### gets with ##### at the end... Did you really censor me? I can't have anything... I'm not just a cameo... I'm more than you. Two Becomes One | One Was Two

Ratstick · Fantasi
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137 Chs

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