Justagirl storie

"I thought you wasn't a romantic" "I mean I do what I can" he shrugged standing there looking so damn fine. I stepped down my porch and went over to him and his Cadillac. He leaned off the car "Hi my name is August and I will be your date for tonight" making me blush a little. I took the bouquet of pink roses. "Thank you August" He opened the door for me and I got in. He shut the door and leaned down till we were face to face. "Buckle up baybeh. You in for a ride" Read for more.. Seoni's looking a 90's love in this generation. A good man is hard to find but Seoni was willing to wait for that one guy, and while not what she expected she may have fallen for a hood romantic guy.

This is my diary as a Middle School Girl! I do multiple activities such as Marching and cheerleading, tho there is much more! I have plenty of drama involved in my life through multiple people so enjoy!

a collection of short stories, poems, reminiscences and unknown thoughts .

Just a girl

A series of Short sad poems Warning contains: anxiety,depression Slight swearing Photo is from Pinterest

Just a girl going through life.

"Kiss, kiss, kiss," the class began chanting, cheering on the two unsuspecting targets who stood casually beneath the mistletoe. Miss Bustier was notorious for her classroom mistletoe antics. How will Adrien and Marinette avoid this disaster? Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. I just like writing fanfiction. (Please don't sue me).

Just some random poetic stuff I write when Im bored

Her love life's a mess. She doesn't know where she belongs. She's just a girl. A girl who loses everything to find herself.

My stories. My moments. Random thoughts. Something about me. Just writing. Kind of like a diary, I guess. I'll probably delete it later. English is not my first language.

Maren. She lives in a world of dystopia, where only the smartest and most talented have good lives. But Maren isn't any of these; she's chosen by an old, long-gone sept, or group. She's chosen by Solander. Thrust into a new world where secrecy is of the utmost importance, Maren feels confined. She's behind at learning the almost-magical thought-speak that the Solanders learn. Her fellow students are snotty at times, and evil at their worst. And there is a lost library that calls her very soul to find it. She embarks on this journey. Long lost secrets beckon her with open arms, and she falls in. -------------------------------- Katherine S. Dawkins' debut novel about a girl, a choice, and a dystopian world will blow your mind. Her world is cleverly crafted, and it pushes in along with characters who will touch your heart and make you laugh until you can't breathe. Though Miss Dawkins may be new to the world of writing, and her world new to ours, she's done something right so far. You will love this book.

my feelings during my 13th year of life :) best rankings: #1 in journal (out of 33.9k stories)

I am not going to apologize to anyone for this. Maybe is the last thing I will do but I am not going back now... I don t believe I am special, I just think I have a little power to help the world and I really have to truthfully find it in me, alone, this is a road I will take alone, and not even family members can get into it, I just feel it, I have to escape this place and just do my thing, I am not sure how, I just want this, I feel this is going to be the trip of my life or the end of it, but first, I have to get money to sustain my dreamy future life, and get the hell out of here...

Curses in Cursive 𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝘜𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘴. These aren't just poems-prophecies if you will, spilled like secrets from a girl who was supposed to stay quiet. Each verse is a paper cut, each tale a warning. Don't mistake the softness for sweetness. This is where crowns fall, kings die, and the truth sounds prettier when whispered in cursive. Read if you dare. Cry if you must.

3am thoughts about how the world likes to see ppl vs how they see themselves

Charlie is popular, and nobody could take that away from her. Or so she thought. When her trust is broken and certain feelings are revealed, she is cast out and shunned. Deprived of comfort and love, she ends up on the streets. Only time will tell if she gets her life back on track.

Well, recently I have been writing poems and I thought it would be a good idea to post them on here. Please no hate. Please don't copy any of my poems. I have taken time on most of these to express my feelings. So please don't take them. Some of these poems have some graphics in them and some of them might talk about suicide. So there's a warning for any triggering things.