'Lissa Stufflestreet
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I'm just a daydreaming college student who's been manifesting becoming a writer since I was five. I never stick to just one writing genre (and typically write dark content). | she/they
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It Actually Does Benefit You to Take Breaks from Your Favorite Passions Every Now and Then
Twenty-Two days. That's how long it took me to post again on this site. No way did I plan to stop posting for almost a month, but I just felt myself dying every time I would sit in front of my computer and made a decision to just walk away for a bit. There's nothing wrong with just walking away. Hell, I walked away from posting to YouTube for about two years after posting constantly for years and here I am, in 2022, trying to get myself back into it after discovering just exactly why I wanted to do it in the first place.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet3 years ago in Humans
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Demi Lovato wrote her new song "29" for the former relationship she once shared with Wilmer Valderrama, who had been 29 years old when Demi was only 17. Now, I don't know about anyone else, but I absolutely love the power that this very song holds, and I love how Demi felt the need to call out this matter with a song; especially when my own story is something I barely speak out about... due to the fact that nobody ever saw it as abnormal behavior, so I never saw it as wrong until about almost a decade later. Even to this day, after accepting what happened to me in the past, I'm still terrified to say the person's name because of how many times I was told how it could've been a whole lot worse. The sad part was... I actually started to believe that it was fine because others would tell me so.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet3 years ago in Poets
Why You Should Never Adopt from a Backyard Breeder
"If we can't adopt from a backyard breeder, what will happen to all those puppies they have? They deserve to have love as well as a shelter dog." My family thought this exact thought. Help that poor little backyard bred dogs; they need love as well. My mom even found this random couple on Craigslist who had these purebred golden retriever puppies for only five hundred dollars; puppies who this couple claimed that they only had because their dog had "an accidental litter".
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet3 years ago in Petlife
You, Who Introduced Me to My Love for Dogs
I cannot believe that the main reason for you entering my life was all because some random stranger decided to dump their golden puppy at some random kennel, only to never come back and retrieve you. It blows my mind how different my life could've been if that person actually came back to pick you up. Would I feel any different towards my love for Goldens? Would another Golden have taken that place in my heart? You were in my life from when I was five until I was about fifteen, and in that time, you managed to be held the closest to my heart (even if you did have lots of other "dog siblings" that you grew up around during your lifetime).
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet3 years ago in Petlife
A Grandmother's Trust
Growing up, I always thought of you as the perfect grandmother. There had never been a moment where I didn't want to spend the night at your house; even when you lived thousands of miles away. It had gotten so bad, that I actually would keep toys and clothes at your house because I knew I'd be back for them at the end of the day. I would even make an imprint on your own belongings for me to come back to later on (just like how I'd write thousands of stories on this old laptop you have; so that I can see how my writing style changed throughout the year). You were my soulmate. You are my soulmate. You.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet3 years ago in Families
Late Nights and Goodbyes.
It's getting pretty late. I've already drowned myself in half the bottle I snagged from dad's liquor cabinet. It's funny. Last time someone stole out of dad's liquor cabinet, I was the one saying to put it back. 'We shouldn't do this', I remember telling you. You'd just laugh. You'd laugh and laugh as you allowed for the heavy bourbon to flow down your gullet. God, you had such a wonderful laugh. I'd never thought that the day would come where I'd never hear that laugh again. Never had I thought there would ever be a day where I'd stop pleading for you to stop raiding my father's cabinet. God, Jer. Why'd you have to do what you've done?
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet3 years ago in Fiction
Stranger Worlds
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Or so they say. Most species wouldn't even care enough to listen for a scream coming from the vacuum of space; whatever that means. What would I know? I was just a girl raised in the midst of some lab in the middle of some small town by some hotshot doctor who just wanted to find a new extraordinary discovery that'll make him rich. Apparently, I was that extraordinary discovery. No idea why. There wasn't much about me that was much different from anyone else, was there? Yes, I technically wasn't born in this universe, and I can technically move stuff by just using my mind. But that doesn't mean I'm some extraordinary discovery for others to make profit off of. What was this doctor planning on doing anyway? Putting me on display for all of the other humans to watch? He couldn't even handle that time I managed to escape outside, and that time I was still confided in the fenced in front lawn of his lab.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet3 years ago in Fiction
