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all of things i never had the balls to say english is NOT my first language, sorry for any grammatical mistakes - jeanne

Well, this is funny. I can relate to most of them. LOL

Either learn about a girl, or you can relate to these "Girl Problems". Or you can just awkwardly read this book because you're weird like me.

Hello sana basahin nyoto at huwag kayong mainip at by the way kung babasahin nyoto Add nyo na sa Liblary nyo ha? at eto lang Vote nyo to ha? salamat sainyo mwuah😙

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"This is not a love story. This is a story of love-unspoken, unseen, and unforgettable. A diary filled with late-night thoughts, unspoken confessions, and a heart that kept loving even when it was never loved back. A girl who wrote instead of confessing. A boy who became a story without ever knowing. And a love that stayed, even when it was never meant to." Most impressive ranking- #1 in relate out of 2.45k stories #8 in overthinker out of 3.92k stories #4 in letter out of 14.8k stories

just a poem about a promise....

This is a story that will touch your hearts, and will make you beleive in its magic and on "Forever"

Random thoughts and poetry.

Sometimes I think about "What if I told..." or "What if I did..." but I am either usually too late or I always lack the courage to speak out my mind. Some things that affect the human mind can easily be put down and whoever comes across it may share and it eventually reaches the person targeted. So here comes the letters I wrote and wished would be read. Some true, some just thoughts, they all still make sense to me somehow. They should to you too because I believe one way or another, a few of these letters apply somewhere in your life.

Quotes for any feelings

This blog will be about truth.. my truth. It won't be vague, but honest. And although I was always hesitant when it came to online blogs; i now see their value. The option to be completely invisible as a person, but still being so open and vulnerable to the world, is, to say the least, appealing; But the lack of information in my profile is not because I see this as an opportunity to hide behind the option of anonymity, to state things that couldn't be said in a live situation, but to separate and distance myself enough from my work, to allow the reader to make my experiences and my words their own... to allow them to relate with the writing without being in the shadow of the writer. So let's get on with it shall we? But first a small introduction... How did we end up here indeed… Although I promised that I wouldn’t be vague, I’m already breaking my promise..and on my first post no less. Well, unfortunately, I had no other alternative. When I take on new projects I always enjoy taking a small trip to the future. Imagining how it’s going to end…and daydreaming about all of the magical adventures that it will bring, all the recrets it will reveal and all the revelations it will allow me to have for myself and for others. Of course, not all projects are as rewarding as I imagine them to be, but you never know what the future holds. Where a tiny impulse or a moment’s thought may lead. A new path, a new career, a new love….So why not be prepared from the start? That is why, although, I have no idea where this specific project is going to lead (if anywhere), all I can say with absolute certainty is that when it is over, we will be left with the question: ”How did we end up here?”. …But I’m getting ahead of myself. So, let’s just start and see where it takes us, shall we ?

kinda sad but exploring that sadness.

3am poetry Words from the heart Stories that never die Or at least not in my mind ~~~~~~~~~~~ The question of who am I And who am I in this world

Everything you need to know about love, siblings and life. From a teens perspective. Also some tips and advice.

A struggling graduate secretly starts baking... but her first big client turns out to be: A rich, annoyingly confident guy who doesn't trust her skills and somehow ends up in her life... constantly.

Milk and Vine. Enjoy reading some vine. That's all I've got to say. Sksksksks Baiiiii Thx.

Bitches. Bitches everywhere. Them bitches be crazy. *Disclaimer: If you're a GIRL, you SHOULDN'T be reading this. This is a HATE BOOK. If, however, you deliberately ignored my warning or you did not even bother reading it, you shouldn't be offended by my articles. Don't send a bazillion comments saying that what I say is bullshit, because my entries are all based on my personal experiences. Don't try standing up to the bitches mentioned here by flooding me with hate while you wave your fist around behind your computer/mobile device. YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO HATE A HATE BOOK, OR IT'S AUTHOR. This book is created for males who had the same experiences and could relate. This is an offering to those good people who couldn't fight back because they are facing WOMEN. This is my gift to everyone who hates bitches.

This will be a rant book. This will have minor curses. If you want a cool place to rant anything you've came to the right place! You can either message me using inbox or in the comments to request something to rant about. But it has to be appropriate.