Pewdie-Cry122

Luke: When you try your best but you don't succeed When you get what you want but not what you need When you feel so tired but you can't sleep Stuck in reverse "Oh my god, why would she do that?" "I don't know Luke, that's why I'm here." You and Luke were best friends, always doing everything together. He never knew that you could even think of doing something like this. Your suicide hit him like a hurricane, a hurricane of sadness that would never stop swirling around in his heart. "Luke, you need to go to sleep mate, this isn't healthy for you." "Calum, I can't okay? I'm responsible for (Y/N)'s death. No matter how tired I get, I'll n

https://pewdie-cry122.deviantart.com/art/Lost-boyxboy-420643106 (part one.) Dimitri's POV I've never felt this bad in my life. I broke Nicolai's heart. He was really the only one I loved and he is the only one I will ever love. "я испортил.( I messed up.)"  I had said to my older brother Pyotr. "почему ты так говоришь? (Why do you say that?)" Pyotr had said, patting me on the back. "I messed things up with Nicolai and I don't think I'll be able to fix it. I don't know why

Nicolai's POV "Can I just cry? Go back to the place where I belong? Not be bothered? No one cares  anyway, it's like talking to air." I asked, trying to keep my calm. "давай, я тебя люблю и. я не имею в виду его я клянусь." "Like hell you didn't mean it Dimitri. You and your Russian language, why don't you speak American?! You know how." I replied. Dimitri was my first boyfriend, always nice, always pleasant,

Kalel's POV Am I the only one who feels like this? Am I the only one who knows what it's like to be rejected, scared, angry, felling like you're all alone  in this pathetic excuse of a life? Probably am, because of I wasn't, people would acknowledge my existence wouldn't they?! I don't know any more. "Here comes the train." I said, about to jump off the platform. And before I jumped, before I ended my life, someone pulled me back.  A boy with blonde hair and blue highlights. A boy who was, in my opinion, really cute. "Are you ok?" He asked, grabbing my hands. "No, I'm not." I replied. I'm a depressed girl, what did he expect me to say?

Hey guys, it's Pewdie-Cry122. I just wanted to let you know I'm writing an original story and it's called "Love Lockdown". It's about this boy named Kade and his best friend named Rayne and they end up falling. For each other. And in the midst of it all, Kade and Rayne have this kind of forbidden love, because if anyone in their high school found out, it will result in hell for the both of them. I'll also post it on my wattpad (wattpad.com/jaylin123) as well as on here so look out for it.

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There's the story of a man unlike any man ever before but be warned, take extra care after yourself as you read this or might just turn out like he did. He stood still. He never talked, never blinked, never loved. Never. Even. Breathed. But you may ask yourself "How is this man alive?". Well, that's the point. He's not. He's both living and dead. And every Halloween, he searches for one person in particular. She doesn't have a name, but they are exactly alike. And I've once encountered this man. His eyes are pure blood red. His hair is colored blue with red patches of dried blood in it. His heart beating as softly as possible, so soft that p

The darkness pulls in anyone it can. It blinds people, it tells only lies, it loves to see people struggle. I should know, it took over me once. I'll never forget the day that the cruel and overwhelming power entered me and filled me with such dark thoughts. Like it's ok to hurt people. It's ok to murder ever so slowly. It's ok, but deep down I knew it wasn't. And I tried to stop it on my own, but I couldn't. It's not how it works. It mentally destroys you, it doesn't care for you. Don't give into it. Don't let it destroy your life as it did mine. Self-harm isn't worth it and neither is suicide. Those are solutions to a temporary problem. Yo

Kurt's POV "Blaine, where are you?" I spoke as I entered the haunted house. Just to let you guys know, I am terrified right now. Haunted houses creep me out! And I don't where the heck Blaine, or Tina, or even Artie is. It's like they want to leave me all alone or something. "Ok, Blaine this isn't funny anymore come on I'm scared!" I said as I saw mangled bodies and junk all over the place. One of them actually looked like Blaine. Oh and there's one that looks like Tina, just great! Now I'm next because I entered this house! Just great!! "Lord Jesus I don't want to die!" I whispered as I continued to walk towards the light. "Boo!" Someo

Pewds and Cry were the best of friends. They laughed together, they thought together, they were generally happy. 'A long friendship about to be ruined from this?' Pewds thought. For as long as Pewdie could remember, the only one he's ever loved had been Cry. The thought of seeing his beautiful face when he woke, the thought of smelling his pleasant smell, the thought of Cry in General was so....beautiful to Pewdie. "How could I tell him?" Pewds spoke, trying to make his voice barely a whisper. "What? Tell who what?" Cry said. Today was the day of truth. Today was the day Cry found out. "Cry..." Pewdie said, gently grabbing his hands. "