histórias de Helpline

I'm talking to you ya know You know who you are. the one who holds the key to my affection

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Dis gone be like a diary cool or nah

He was lonely. She was social. He had demons. She had none. He was suicidal. She was just one phone call away. ---------------------------------------------------------------- "Hi, you have called the Youth Line. We help youths get through tough times. How can I help you?" "Is being suicidal a tough time?" "Dillan?!?" "You know me?" "You're the boy with the not-so-many words." "Oh. I'm just going to hang up now-" "NO WAIT! Please don't," "Why shouldn't I?" "B-because, you deserve to live."

"The last thing Laney wants is to be seen. Not really seen." After running from a past she refuses to talk about, Laney is just trying to keep her head down and survive senior year. New town, new school, new friends-none of them know the truth, and she plans to keep it that way. But secrets don't stay buried forever, especially when you have a best friend who won't stop pushing, a flirt who sees past your walls, and a past that refuses to let go. Between late-night skate park meetups, whispered fights, and a tension she doesn't know how to name, Laney realizes that sometimes, hiding hurts more than being seen. And Aiden? He's making it a lot harder to hide.

This book is not for me but for you to learn and understand how you can improve your novel writing. I can't help you get your goal but I can show you the way.

It's not a book, I just have nowhere to put this and no one to care, read it if you want I just just have no one to talk too

Pieces of Poetry For Good vibes + Vent (づ￣ 3￣)づ

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