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Naked Truths Aren’t Always Pretty
- “It Ends with Us” Colleen Hoover
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2armsnaheartbeat · 2 years
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xnscnx · 2 years
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zombie-bait · 1 month
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I can’t believe Gideon and Harrow had like 3 weeks of something approximating fun before experiencing 2 solid years of endless suffering 😭 lemme tell you, nothing could’ve prepared me for that or the realization that post book 1 these poor fuckers just never get to spend any time together, I miss the old days of One Flesh One End Bitch!!!!! We had it so good and we didn’t even know it
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sweetfuckheart · 2 years
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Corazón Bonito...
Podré tener uno y mil demonios, cautivos que se sobresalen cuando el estrés y mi ansiedad se activan, pero si de algo estoy consciente es que un corazón bonito como el mío, no se encuentra dos veces en la vida ...
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almond-gallery · 2 months
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an enjolras because i miss him
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dokjasimp51 · 10 days
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we're getting closer and closer (an artwork from 2022 by me ) follow for more 🥹🫶
https://x.com/Dokjasimp4951?t=mE6oGNmnd-NaKBSGsUAz_g&s=09
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atsdie · 2 years
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An excerpt from my book. I am so sad
    My whole life we had no locks inside my house. This was so I couldn’t hurt anyone. I remember we had no sharp scissors, you had to ask my parents to do the cutting. This was so I couldn’t hurt anyone too. We’d had these rules as long as I can remember, but I don’t remember ever hurting anyone. One time when I was 8 I hit my mom, and she hit me right back.
    When I was 5 I lived in New Jersey. My sister and I were playing a game, jumping on the couch like it was a trampoline.
    I jumped off the arm of the couch and yelled that I was superman. Then I went upstairs. I was done playing. Later I heard commotion downstairs. It sounded like a lot of serious adults. I went to go see what was happening, and I saw paramedics bandaging my sister downstairs and asking my mother questions. I saw a female paramedic look at me like whatever happened was all my fault. I thought she thought I was scum. I didn’t know what had happened. I think my mom thought I pushed Ava. Apparently after I jumped off the couch, Ava hurt herself trying to do the same thing.
    It is crazy to imagine her seeing me the way I see Nicholas. I guess even if I never hurt her, people should have reason to hate me, since such an innocent girl looks up to someone as bad as me.
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patroclus3 · 2 years
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I think i'm gonna read this sad fucked up depressing book today ...
No longer human .
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blackkatdraws2 · 5 months
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Han Myungoh my wife
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theotherhappyplace · 2 months
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Clasp me close
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pencilcat · 4 months
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Wings of Fire Graphic Novel: Book 7 is out today!
Here is the cover that I colored (art by Mike Holmes). Hope you enjoy it!
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ghostbite0 · 12 days
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thinking about the obanai & muichiro brother figures headcanon tonight. im devastated
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murasaki-cha · 1 month
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OH MY GOD!?!?!?!??! NEW COVER!!!!!!
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And look at this bonus illustration!!
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pamouche · 2 months
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If I was able to choose, I’d choose you. Because you’ve always been my number one since the start.
- ayan to akk (in the first trailer of THE ECLIPSE)
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sweetfuckheart · 2 years
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Está reciente tu adiós y aún me duele pero como ya lo ves, de amor nadie se muere aunque tú creías que yo jamás iba a poder por mí misma valerme. Me dejaste el corazón, despedazado, pero ya pasó lo peor y he juntado los pedazos voy a volver a pegar aunque ya no quede igual nada pierdo al intentarlo.
¿Con qué se pega un corazón cuando está roto? Voy a ver si lo arreglo con los besos de otro alguien que me ame y me devuelva la autoestima alguien que trate de curarme las heridas. No sé si puedan otros brazos repararlo yo por mi parte te borre de todos lados y voy en el proceso de irte olvidando...
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