What if your brain was a single giant sitcom? What if your thoughts were nothing but visitors to life's great stage? What if your feelings weren't your own? And what if your darkest times met their comfort? Feelings are mutual. Every human being feels and every human being suffers since they feel themselves to be alone. This whatsoever is nothing but a half-truth not worth fighting for. Let your thoughts come together, let your feelings discuss themselves in words, wisdom and stupidity. For that you are human. Open your book, take a breath, have a Sitcom With Yourself.

Snappsy the alligator is having a normal day when a pesky narrator steps in to spice up the story. Is Snappsy reading a book ... or is he making CRAFTY plans? Is Snappsy on his way to the grocery store ... or is he PROWLING the forest for defenseless birds and fuzzy bunnies? Is Snappsy innocently shopping for a party ... or is he OBSESSED with snack foods that start with the letter P? What's the truth? Snappsy the Alligator (Did Not Ask to Be in This Book) is an irreverent look at storytelling, friendship, and creative differences, perfect for fans of Mo Willems.

Everything has a color. Everything has a presence to it, a shape that is precise. There is an eternal potential for exploration, for the understanding of those very forms and structures. The possibility to evolve ones sensitivity to discover deeply hidden treasures. There is a movement I try to feel. A truth I want to uncover. There is a whole world that I didnt see. The whole self that I need to be. There is a longing within me for my thoughts and my attention to become one with the world. And so I find myself within the process of creation, as it presents the opportunity to experience my being. To craft a study of my soul. To explore all that is inside of me, aching to be. I want to fall into it all

A thoughtful picture book illustrating the power of small acts of kindness, from the award-winning author of Sophie's Squash.

Welcome to MyMood.com! Chat anonymously, make new friends, and tell us about your day! Are you feeling happy? Sad? Angry? Scared? Excited? Well, don't bottle it all up and just share it with our community! After finding a mysterious laptop in the middle of a dark forest, twenty-two-year-old Hestia Morgan comes across a strange website she begins to use as her digital diary. But once she realizes what it is actually doing, there is no way of stopping it.

We all know it: heartbreak! We always view it as something terrible, something that signifies hell on Earth. But what if all this pain has a higher purpose? What if the soul chose these pains beforehand to experience certain things and elevate itself to the next level? In 12 months (chapters), I describe my journey through heartbreak: feelings, emotions, fears, thoughts, and challenges. I found myself in the pain; I found the love for myself.

In a city [Berlin] where neon lights shimmer like distant stars and shadows conceal the truth, lies a lonesome girl caught in the throes of a love that was never hers to claim. This collection of poems dives into her raw, unfiltered world, a place where love is a losing game, drugs and pills are not good to combine, loneliness is the only friend, and co-addiction drags her deeper into the abyss. Every verse is a dose of reality, stripped bare, no frills. But somewhere in the wreckage, theres a sparka quiet defiance. She wont let the darkness take everything. These arent just poems; theyre a stand against the fall, a testament to the stubborn grit that keeps us all moving, even when the world around us falls apart.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . In this world, mankind thrives for success, for prosperity, and for being at the top. Just be better than everyone else. Fighting a lonely battle just to feed your ego. But what no one tells you is that every light is just a facade.

A story like none before. It's about a man who likes to talk about his life experiences but struggles to do so. What he talks about makes no sense at first glance, but the more he says the clearer his story becomes. Almost as clear as someone talking while struggling to stay awake. Why is he narrating his experiences? What's the purpose? What's the "moral of the story"? Is there even one? Does it need one? Dive into this book which starts off being a confusing mess that, over time, still never really manages to become coherent! "If you wish to know what executive dysfunction looks like as a story, this book is for you! Otherwise, it's a waste of time." - Finlay, Gim