Comingclean Stories

Just some confessions.....

Jennifer Bostwick is staying with her brother, Kellin, for the summer when she first falls in love with Vic. The summer ahead is full of twists and turns, heartbreak and betrayal. Is it going to be whats best for her, or is she going to regret ever falling for the musician? This is my first fanfic, so please bare with me.

After years of separation, BTS is finally whole again. The military days are behind them, and a long-overdue reunion brings them back under one roof for a night of celebration, laughter and way too much soju. Jungkook, who's spent years hiding his feelings for Taehyung, suddenly finds himself face to face with temptation, vulnerability, and a house full of witnesses. As the night blurs and the inhibitions fade, truths start to slip. Confessions aren't the only things spilled. Maybe it's the alcohol. Or maybe it's just time. Because tonight, Jungkook isn't just drunk he's drunk on Taehyung.

My way of coming clean to everyone

I'm writing about everything - the joy, the sorrow and the downright embarrassing - and I'm doing it without a hint of shame or fear. This is my story.

This is my entry to the #LoveSimon contest. I had a lot of fun writing this and it really helped me. Everything I wrote is true, so I'm kind of scared to publish it, but I will. This is my story, my evolution, my journey so far through the treacherous thing we call life summed up in 500 words.

Seventeen and strung out on confusion Trapped inside a roll of disillusion : : Secrets collecting dust but never forget Skeletons come to life in my closet : : Well, mom and dad will never understand What's happening to me : : Seventeen and coming clean for the first time I finally figured out myself for the first time : : Well, mom and dad will never understand What's happening to me ~ bits of "Coming Clean" by Green Day

My first poetry book. Most poems are deep in emotion with warmth and joy, and sometimes they are dark and brutal. That is exactly how you would describe my form of poetry. I love writing poetry because it helps me express myself and even get things off my chest. I encourage you to express how you feel about my poems in the comments and I hope you enjoy my book! Cover By: Me

Every school has one. The one guy in the school who can have any girl he wants. Half the population loves him and half hates him. Everyone knows him. You see him in the hall and stare. Everyone knows everything about this guy. The guy that I’m talking about is the everyday player. Every school has one of these too. The girl no one knows, just a random face in a year book. She isn’t ugly, she’s actually pretty. She isn’t a nerd or a teacher’s pet, she’s just there. She talks rarely, only to her small group of friends. She avoids the populars, especially the guys. And no one knows anything about her. The girl that I’m talking about is the shy girl. But who would have guessed these two teens knew each other? Even spoke to each other? And who in a million years would have guessed that this shy girl was the players little sister?

"Choosing sacrifice or love, money or power, imperfections or affection"

warning it's a lot and report me or not I don't care

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