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FEELINGS OF LOVE. by kinkking1
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F ood for T hought. True stories O f my L ove life.
Bestfriend (JiKook) #Wattys2016 by ChiminieOppa
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What if you fell for your bestfriend? And you always ended up getting hurt. What will you do? I will send my love to him until the last day I will see him -Park Jimin Thats crazy! I never fell for my bestfriend -Jeon Jungkook A story were Jimin fell for his bestfriend and started posting sticky notes on his bestfriend's locker(Jungkook) knowing that he only have a few days left to be with him. And Jungkook being inlove with someone while he didnt know he was hurting his bestfriend, also he happily enjoys the note he receives from his secret admirer. Another JiKook story~ @YoungjaeOppaIsLove signing in ^^
Transphobic by braylynne
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Hi. My name is Joey, I am just a 15 year old boy trying to grow up the in harsh world called my life. Living with my homo/transphobic father, all I can dream is to move out and live the life I wanna live.
✓ | LOST BOY ➞ [PHILKAS] by bhruised
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highest ranking : #1 on "philip shea" tag #1 on "philkas" tag #1 on "Eyewitness" tag (this was sorta rushed and i wrote it my freshman yr of high school so prepare to cringe) (philkas au) (lowercase intended) EYEWITNESS PHILIP SHEA x LUKAS WALDENBECK © BHRUISED 2017
djÀvul till plastbror by tonarsromaner
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Nja, djÀvul kanske var lite grovt att kalla honom. Han var ju trots allt min plastbror, det var meningen att jag skulle vara vÀn med honom och han med mig. Dock fanns det ett problem, hans attityd och hans beteende var nÄgot som inte gick att ducka för. Vad jag Àn gjorde sÄ var han dÀr och klankade ner pÄ mig. Vem jag Àn var vÀn med sÄ var han dÀr och skrÀmde ivÀg personen. Jag hade alltid undrat varför han betedde sig som han gjorde, men grunden till det hela kunde jag aldrig ha anat. "Vad Àr det med dig? Varför ska du alltid fÄ mig att mÄ dÄligt?" viskade jag fram med sprucken röst. Mina tÄrar rann ner för mina kalla kinder. "Jag har min anledning, men ingen kan fÄ veta. Inte ens du" viskade han som svar. Hans röst var mörk och hans iskalla, blÄa ögon var fyllda av tÄrar.