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Words To Down Under

UNDER UMBRELLA

Rose and Eva are the most popular female artists even in their young age, Eva is twenty three while Rose is twenty two,their voices,styles and everything are so catchy that people find it hard to have a favorite among them. Unfortunately they are rivals,none of them want to have anything to do each other,even when most people would do anything to see them work together but it never happened,different rumors about them beefing and neither Rose nor Eva ever made a mistake of talking about each other. They both attend the same school and it's always war back to back anytime they decide to appear on their school days. Nobody knows anything about their beef or what they have against each other. Their fanbase are not making things easy as well,always war from one part to another. They compare them with everything,beauty,fashion,voice,songs,numbers of award and all that. Even though they are both great singers and artists,still there are some things that will never be equal. In the visual part, Rose's fans believe she takes the crown as the visual queen,she's beautiful,but Eva's fans obviously would never agree to that belief,they also believe Eva is the queen of visual. A never ending arguments and saga. In the voice aspect,Eva takes the crown,no arguments But when it comes to hit songs and hot billboard entries,Rose owns that. She's a great lyricist,a song writer as well,she writes 90% of her songs. Eva writes as well but can't be compared to Rose. In the fashion aspect,both are queens but there's just something about the way Eva dresses that always drive the internet crazy,I mean she's got quite a fuller body than the usual slime type. Whereas Rose is a complete slim girl with hourglass shape,she has a model beauty,long legs and height. Their followers are different as well,on Instagram,Eva has a total number of 200 million followers while Rose got 350 million followers. Still counting. Now talking about their attitudes,Eva is the friendly one,you will forever see her smiling. But Rose is the opposite,the only time you will see her smile is when she's performing on stage in front of her fans or during her music videos,photoshoots and maybe interviews. There are countless rumors about her being rude and arrogant,proud and full of herself. Many people believe that,because she really gives off that kind of vibe with the way she acts,,,there was even a time her followers started decreasing following a scandal of how she ignored a disabled person who came to her concert. As much as Rose is loved,we can also say she's one of the most hated celebrities. They even hate her more because she doesn't seem to care,she just live her life and continue making songs and winning award amidst all. Everything was this way until a young guy came in between them,,triggering the rivalry between them even more. Just an innocent country side boy who came into the school on scholarship. Who's he and how did he make things even more crazier? Then find out more as you read this
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WORDS WE NEVER SAID

In a world where unspoken truths can weigh heavier than mountains, no one ever warned me about the danger of words left unsaid. I always thought I could handle it—breaking my heart seemed easier than breaking my mind, after all. But it turns out, the mind is a far more dangerous place than the heart. It doesn’t heal quickly, and it doesn’t forget. What happens when you leave words hanging in the air is that they start to fill every empty space, crowding out anything else, leaving only the residue of missed opportunities and what-ifs. My journal sat in front of me now, filled with everything I’d never said. All the words that could have changed something, anything. It was strange, how it felt so much easier to discard an entire journey than it did to let go of a single glance from yesterday. The words I left behind felt heavier than the pages I wrote them on. I didn’t even know why I kept writing anymore—maybe because it was the only place where I could finally speak, even if no one would ever read it. The reality of not saying things, of keeping my feelings buried, left a deeper scar than any conversation I never had. But what could I do? It’s not like the words would ever come, not now. What was left were the possibilities—the ones that never had a chance to come to life. A life where we could have made different choices, said the things we were too scared to say. But the past is a cruel thing to hang onto. It taunts you with the “what could have been” but never gives you any answers. And so, I sat there, sighing as I thought about how this was all I could do—curse the world, blame myself, and wonder if maybe there was something I could have changed. Maybe I could’ve found a way to let him know how I felt. Maybe I could’ve found the courage to stop pretending. But now, I was just left to face the weight of silence, and it felt as heavy as the words I could never speak. I thought I could be fine, that time would wash it all away—just move on, I told myself. But the more I tried, the more I found myself tangled in a web of thoughts that didn’t make sense. The days and nights we spent together were now just memories—snippets of laughter, quiet moments, little glances exchanged in the middle of the chaos, all trapped in the space between the confusion and the comfort of what used to be. I looked back, trying to make sense of it all, but it was like trying to hold water in my hands. The harder I tried, the more it slipped through my fingers. I regard all of us, how we all fall into this trap—how we’re all just people, trying to navigate this world with the hope that someone might catch us, that someone might finally understand what we didn’t say. Maybe we all end up here, stuck in the mess of things we wanted to say, but never did. And at the end of the day, there’s no one to blame but ourselves. We’re the ones who held back, who kept our truths hidden, all for the sake of protection, or pride, or fear. It’s easy to blame the world for the things that go wrong, but in the end, we’re the ones who let it go unspoken. And maybe that’s the hardest part—learning that we were the ones who stood in our own way.
silverstariii · 9.5K Views
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