When y/n's calm life collides with the lives of nine gang members, who knows what could happen?

Quotes, Tips, Music, Books and Advice on how to deal with troubling times from depression, OCD, self esteem panic, self harm, sleep issues, stress, ADHD, eating disorders, anxiety (social anxiety and anxiety attacks as well) , studying/learning problems, anger issues, and even heartbreak. { WARNING: I get straight to the point. I tell you what I know. No poetry. No bullshit. This is your business, not mine. I want to help. Actually help. I tell you what you want to hear and I hope it helps. } Im not writing this for popularity, votes, followers or pity. I'm doing this to help people when they can't get enough help somewhere else. To help people who don't get help at all. To help those who can't help themselves. This might save a life. These chapters can be from blogs, books, myself and others going through the same.

"it's okay to cry, you know" [[ OFFICIALLY UNDER CONSTRUCTION AND IN EDITING ]] copyright 2017 by Jonnie. ||I don't own The Outsiders. All original characters rightfully and respectfully belong to S.E. Hinton. || started: june 14, 2016 finished: october 9, 2017

In y/n's hometown, there was a mansion on a street corner by the school. No one ever dared to go near it, fearful of it. Rumor had it that the mansion was haunted, but what happens when y/n is challenged for the bravery she claims to have? What happens when she's dared to go into that dreaded place?

taehyung, the grief-stricken son of lucifer, arrives in a rainy, southern town to stop his half-brother's apocalypse, only to find himself bound to a girl with a forbidden power and a heart just as haunted as his own.

WILL UNDERGO MAJOR EDITING BUT THE STORY ITSELF WILL REMAIN THE SAME What's friendship compared to debuting and becoming successful? We were friends. Best friends ever since we were little. We do everything together, we even went to Malaysia together and came back to korea. He promised never to leave me, I too promised that to him. As stupid as it may sound, we promised to marry each other. But now that we've grown, that was nothing but a child's play. Those promises? Now invalid, forgotten and broken. He left without saying goodbye. Who am I to blame him? I didn't even go after him because our dreams meant more to us than that friendship we once had.