Do you ever feel like your own existence doesn't belong to you? As if you were the protagonist of a movie or a play where you need to please all the spectators and live according to the plot? But who writes that plot? Who decides of the unexpected developments and the people you meet? It should only be a matter of personal choices that we make by following our heart and listening to that little voice deep inside. Yet being the master of your own life seems complicated. Almost impossible. Your parents make decisions in your name until you become semi-independent. Then your brother takes the lead and becomes the self-proclamed parental authority. Your group of friends puts so much pressure on your shoulders that you end up acting impulsively and unwittingly just to get them off your back for a few days. Among all of that, the question that frequently comes up is: 'what about me?' What about my wishes and my desires? What about my tastes and preferences? What about my opinion on decisions that involve no one else but me? What about my feelings? Do they even matter, or am I simply supposed to look down and let my surroundings control my every move? Will I ever be able to find myself? Will they ever see me as me and not as the portrait of me they made up in their heads? Will I ever be able to assert myself and make myself heard? Will I ever obtain the leading role? This is the question that both Sasha and Cameron have tried to answer in vain, without knowing that they would find the answer in each other. ______________ #1 lgbtstory #1 homosexuality #1 sexualorientation #1 homophobia #1 lgbt #1 girlxgirl #1 lgbtfiction #1 gxg #1 gaylove #1 sexualorientation #2 lesbianromance

❝ we're all just a bunch of addicts, struggling with our drug of choice ❞ This is just another basic, totally normal, nothing out of the ordinary high school cliché romance book but on CrAcK

flowers from 1970 was sad, but this can help you to recover! George Davidson finds it hard to recover, months and months alone, bored, nothing to do. George has an idea to get his mind off things, he had been wanting to get out of the house, go on a walk, do some sketching like he used to do as a kid with his mother at the park. As he is walking down the street capturing the best qualities of the town, he encounters a tall, dirty-blonde man who looks like he is from the 70s

"You did good." Oh god his accent. "I don't think I've seen you race that well before." Dream looked over to him, raising an eyebrow amidst his prideful grin. "You've come to my races before?" - Dream likes to race for the rush of adrenaline, and George looks so pretty when he waves the starting flags. - Accelerate was a written collab by @isntitcrazy and @honkdaddyy. Both of us do not want this to be reuploaded anywhere, and especially not here. We weren't going to upload Accelerate to Wattpad in the first place but people went against both of our boundaries and uploaded it anyway. If you see any fics of Accelerate that aren't from this account, please report them. There is NSFW in it.

A collection of poems about potatoes by yours truly.

in which , a girl by the name of vienna is told by her therapist to write a book full of poems about her daily occurrences to help with her mental state. book entries and narratives.

You are a small music artist in America, when on tour you stay with a girl. You hardly know her, it was a last second offer but once you get to know her, she changes your life. Also you use she/they pronouns it if you don't feel comfortable with that feel free to change it. No smut TW ⚠️ self harm (I'll put warnings before the tw parts) First story

"𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫." "𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭?" "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫." ======================================================================================== 𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝐍𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐮 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐫 𝐘/𝐧 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 nihachu x fem! reader ˑ༄