Justbecause Stories

i just wrote this somehow and now here we are... IDK????? (i might make this a series of short storys but...(i might even just add anything...))

It's the story of Joseline's grandmother. ( Read The Creepy Gang first to understand)

Writing whats on my mind. Feel free to share your thoughts.

"he really has my whole heart."

Kero Kero~ (This is a random artbook where I put almost any of my drawings in here [unless they're a tiny bit cringy ._.] so I'll be putting both art of my ocs and fanart for people either I watch or a character of theirs I drew fanart of!! Hope you enjoy this book for some reason :>)

The flower language for Daffodils are Respect, Regard, You're the Only One, The Sun is Always Shining when I'm with You and.... Unrequited love. And as you can see this is about my unrequited love for someone...

What is this for? Idk. Probably me just saying random shit 🥴

I think the title says it all✨

its filled with random thing some of the stuff in the book i came up with and some i saw online

read first part to understand the book :)))))

this is kind of a diary kind of life tips and kinda like a diary ig

. . 'For all those people who need the sick trill of being in danger or hurt to feel alive' ------------------- _______ 𝘾𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙘𝙚: Pinterest 𝙀𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮: Me

I figured since my mind is usually full of plot holes maybe I would write it all down but in a more lyrical way. XD

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What happens when a young girl has the power to destroy the world with just one word. Read to find out.

I did it. I lied again. It've grown accustomed to it. I know they can hear it, hear me. But I lie to help sooth my anxieties. My flaws. The ones that they love to point out every opportunity they get. My wall -me- it cracks, tears seeping through like a dam that couldn't take the pressure from the river it does its best to keep together. I feel alone, simply because I am. This is a fight, a war, a battle, that only I face. Nobody else can seem to figure out, so I don't bother saying anything. I lie, to keep my seemingly decent facade up. And every once in awhile, it breaks. I break. The war worsens, as I know people- my family- can hear me. Yet... Yet they do nothing. Which breaks me further than I ever thought was possible. To the point where I will crumble upon a small touch, a brush of a foreign object.

just of one of many spirits that live within the people of earth

"Just a collection of rants and rambles to jot down here other than possibly annoying others." (Yeah, what SMG3 said.)

venting black girl, depressed but humorous...these letters are random venting moments of me losing and finding myself all over again. Enjoy...or don't?