when you asked if I'm okay and I said I was fine, this is what I meant to say //poems I write when I don't know how to deal with my life and myself//

Update: This story has been discontinued. - I am terribly sorry. Your mother lied to you. She told you that you were unique, and that as a teenager you have a whole bunch of options you can choose from to determine who you want to be. She must have been high. Look, I'm going to tell you this honestly. Somewhere out there in this floating sphere of green and blue, there's a person who acts just like you. It's the combinations of different personalities - which eventually lead up to an actual human being - that makes us all unique. But it can't hurt to find out where your personality stems from, right? Wanna know who you are? I'll help you out. There are 36 students in my classroom. Which one are you?

A short story of an abandoned bathroom stall door giving desperate, heartbroken girls relationship advice, hot guys incorrectly trying to woo hearts, a stupid dare in action, and irrationality ruling the minds of every character.

a cluster of thoughts, hidden below the very folds of my subconscious

[One Piece Academy AU, Reader X Killer, appearance of Killer except for everyone is before the timeskip (I prefer the appearance of the Killer two years ago) this is a romantic comedy I guess *shrugs*] "This is a weird school," They say. Parents would warn their children, "Stay away from the school gates!" "The teachers here are scary, even the students..." Not minding these rumors at all, you move into this school without any hesitation. Almost everything and everyone in there is crazy and weird! There's this one student that caught your eye though, what is he hiding under that mysterious mask of his? This is for all those Killer fans out there! (Story requested by nico_robin2100)

"This is bad. This is really bad." The words no one wants to hear. When Brad Simpson introduces his best friends Lauren and Jasmine to his new band, the two girls can't help falling hard. But things don't always stay perfect. When everything changes will it tear them all apart or bring them together?