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Rants of a teen BI-atch.. 
Welcome to the closet, we have pie!!

I'm Allison Moonlight, your very own lgbt+ representative who's still in the closet because, screw it I'm gonna take my time. This is just a book where I talk about daily thoughts, struggles and relatable situations as a queer person, and perhaps a fellow queer (if u will),

All allies and members of the community, feel welcome to hear a homie out and hope you stick around :)

All homophobes, you're entitled to your opinion, I'm entitled to mine, in my opinion you should leave right now.

(Okay i know how blogs work but this book will have the title anyways.. and, yeah. Grab a glass of water (stay hydrated), take a deep breath, think of a happy thought and click on my book!)

Best wishes, with love, XOXO, etc etcTodos os Direitos Reservados

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Fix Me, I'm Broken, de Ana11e1y

Walking into an empty house is normal to me. I guess I got tired of saying 'I'm home' when nobody is home to reply. It wasn't always like this. I remember when our family was close. Now we don't see each other any more. We don't talk to each other. We don't eat with each other. We don't ACKNOWLEDGE each other. This all happened after my 'Mother' killed herself. My father blames me. This is my story about how I learned to not count on anyone else but myself. I'm broken. I'm used. No one can fix me. But when the New Boy in town tries to fix me, everything will change. Good change or Bad change, I don't know. Only time will tell. I want to enter this story in the #Wattys2015 please help me out and vote and comment on my story. I'll really appreciate it!!! #Wattys2015 COPYRIGHTED Â© 2014 BY Anallely ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Â®

It's Always About You (g!p x evanna), de shumatemp3

Two 18 year old women move to LA for their careers. Anna Shumate and Eva Cudmore bump into each while on their journey and Anna instantly catches feelings for Eva but she doesn't know her feelings yet as, well, she's not out of the closet yet despite the people she has dated in the past. This story will take you through a rocky road (literally) to a perfect relationship. Oh! and have I mentioned that Anna is intersex. If you don't know that means basically she's a woman that has a dick. If you still don't understand, look it up on google. --- Including: Detailed Sexual Content (smut, only gxg because y'all love that shit), Language (Cussing) Drugs, Weed, Alcohol etc. --- Don't take any of this story serious. Anna, doesn't have a penis in real life, this is just made up for fan-fictional purposes. Anna and Eva, if you are seeing this, I love you both and this is just for entertainment as everyone is horny mf's and I can't come up with any other characters for a story. I don't fantasize anything nor do I have an imagination so this is just coming from the back of my head and whatever I think would be good. If this offends you, I'll be more than happy to take it down. --- I hope none of the situations effects your enjoyment of this story.

Love, Taylor | TS , de ireallylikekiwis

Dear Rory, I'm sorry about what I said. I'm leaving for LA in two days. Can we talk before then, please? We can just drive around as usual. I don't know how to do this if you're upset with me. Call me please. I'm staying at my parents' house. Love, Taylor *** Aurora Taylor has been living her best life for the past ten years or so. She works for Odyssey, a travel magazine based in New York City, New York, where she gets to go on dozens of trips a year to the most beautiful corners on earth to write articles about her journey. When she's not travelling, she also dabbles in fiction writing, a little secret passion of hers only few people know about. When the pressure of her two jobs gets a little too hard to manage, she decided to take a week off in a beautiful town at the beach in Northern Italy. A week full of unadulterated fun and relaxation, with unlimited glasses of chilled Prosecco and gelato cones. Or, so she thought. Her plans are completely ruined when she runs into someone she never thought she would ever see again. Not in person at least. A ghost from her past. Taylor Swift. Thirteen years and the universe decides to throw them together in a random town in Italy. Taylor does not believe that it is a coincidence. Aurora is a little reluctant to believe it. But thirteen years is a hard number for Taylor to ignore and she is adamant on making things right with the writer who finds it hard to forgive and forget all that was said and done thirteen years ago. *** This story is entirely my work of fiction. All characters and fictional places are from my own imagination except for real celebrities. The timeline is not necessarily a hundred percent accurate to Taylor's for the sake of the story and for it to make sense. I hope you enjoy it!

Until I Met Her, de cammi1011

I was never the cool girl... Never the centre of attention. Hell, the first party I ever went to, it was because Kelly dragged me to it and I was 17! Oh, Kelly... Kelly was my first love, my first everything but once we finished high school, we parted ways. My plans were very clear, go to university, have fun, go to parties, maybe fool around at some point when missing Kelly got too much for me to handle... , I don't know, the typical university life you see in movies. However, it was nothing like it. I was struggling to keep up with my assignments, with my classes, with all the drama, with the parties, with Kelly, with the people, with Pokemon Go, with everything. I couldn't keep up with anything. And then... Eleanor Williams did what she does best. She came out of nowhere and plant herself in the middle of my world and like a very fucking annoying tree, she set roots and wouldn't move. And then I found myself, God kill me now, enjoying being around Eleanor Williams. I found myself watering the fucking tree even when I knew it'd only make the roots grow deeper until there was no way of removing it. (Yes, sometimes I make very shitty metaphors, you'll get use to it...) But just because I was, much to my dismay, enjoying Eleanor Williams's company, it didn't mean she wanted me around.

Catastrophically Carla (Lesbian Story), de xpaaulettex

Ages 14+ (lesbian concepts and some profanity) This is not your everyday love story, okay? It's not a chick flick either. The events and themes within my pages have meaning, depth, truth-and most of all, reality. You are about to be taken on an adventure about a girl who's life is not like everybody else's. I look like a normal teen girl, I mean, I have hair and two eyes and two hands and feet like everybody else, but I couldn't feel more different. I have two moms, yes. Let's just get that out there before you start reading and close my diary like everyone in my life has shut me out of theirs. All I want is a normal life with normal friends who don't judge me because of my home situation. I don't even remember the last time I went on a sleepover or called somebody my age. I don't mean to be a downer, because it does get better. Life gets better. Struggles are only temporary, I know that now. And by my last words reach your eyes, I've come a long way, and have grown to see potential in myself. I'm sharing this with you because I want to make a difference. I know now that I'm not the only one in the world that feels alone. I've been there, done that, and there's more loneliness to come, but for now, I feel more prepared for it. I know how it feels to sit by yourself at lunch every day and how it feels to watch others go to prom with dates and feel like shit because you don't think you'd even have any friends to go with. Please ready my diary. I am much older now, and much more wiser, and I can't wait for you to realize the potential in yourself, too.

Alter-native, de SupIAmMark

Everybody has secrets; me, you, them? everyone has their deepest secrets. Some of the doesn't even consider it as secrets, it is as clear as what you see but nobody cares until everyone really does care. But... why do they care? why do you all sudden care? Are you too curious about somebody's secret life because you yourself also has something to hide? Like what? Obsession? Addiction? Guilty Pleasure? Everything is getting judged and by that everything comes out eventually so why be curious about somebody else's? People in the world struggles a lot for what they want, what they like and what they need and that is how their life is, nobody can be blamed if there are people against but why would we spend time knowing more about what you already know? Is it more than judgement? Is it something more than curious or it is really because you are interested? Its either those 3, maybe those are the stages and you are slowly turning obsessed. Mind you, everything you see in school are the faces you see only in school. Everything! But there is more that lies behind the mask and if you want to know too much, its maybe cause you care even if you deny it or not. You are not widely awake in the reality unlike everybody and the world is too fake to fake yourself as the realest and the cleanest. The whole class struggles and makes it in school by having a backup or alternative plan to survive and some of them has the saddest and the riskiest ones so what do you know? what do you want to know? why would you want to know? He is pretty obvious that he is not okay but that is his life but how about you? Are you real or you have an alternate side of you that does things that you do not do in the outside? Nobody has a one side of them, everybody has their other side for their own sake so never come clean, you are already covered in mud ready to jump in. So, would you jump in to Sam, Jameson? Do you wanna know if life? Ready to accept his alternative life? Welcome to Alter-native!

For Her Undamaged (GirlxGirl), de Maverickk17

She wanted to change and that's what she did. 17 year old Bailey Skeels has been one to follow rules and go by the book. But after getting accused for something she didn't do with only a semester left of her senior year, she see's that the people around started treating her differently, especially her parents. She decides to get help from the school's notorious rebel, Skylar Morozan, an 18 year old girl of foul words and bold actions; she follows her in changing who she is into how she's seen but she soon whitenesses the damaged life that Skylar lives wondering if it's any use to continue being who she's becoming. "Skylar, what have you done?" I stood a few feet away from her seeing dark droplets drip from her knuckles. "I told you to stay in the car, get fucking back in the car Bailey!" She didn't hesitate turning around not answering my question. "Who's on the ground?" I asked again my hand shaking trying to point at the limp body on the damp concrete. ________ Highest Rankings cus I don't know how this happened: #1 teen romance: 08/12/22 #1 bisexual: 08/12/22 #4 girlxgirl: 08/12/22 #8 lgbt: 08/12/22 #29 romance: 08/12/22 All rights reserved Story will contain triggering aspects but readers will be warned before chapter begins.

Nameless - I, de IzzyJFitz

(Book One) Do you ever feel as if your life has yet to begin? I've been alive for almost seventeen years now and absolutely nothing has ever happened to me. Not until I met a girl who kick-started my life. She introduced me to love, sex, scandal, excitement, and heartbreak. For some inexplicable reason, this girl invited a forgettable girl like me to tag along on her adventures. ~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a bisexual story of a "nondescript" average girl struggling to discover herself and falling in love with someone unexpected her best friend

My Confessional, de PolarizedBoy

Writing a memoir at only fifteen years old has taught me a lot. Giving me the time to reflect on the lessons I learned the hard way and the mistakes I've made thus far. I learned, if there is at least two sides to every story, there is at least two sides to every person. What could be a smile is a broken heart in a deeper reality. We all live in a society where nothing is as it seems, the people being more complex and astonishing than the countless novels we read. And in a world ruled by tragedies, we are the survivors. Getting through our own history, more important to us then what we read in school. We take our story one page at a time, word by word because in the end, it will all be worth it. I dedicate this memoir to the people who have been with me on my journey of self discovery, even if only in spirit. Mom- Who has made non stop sacrifices to ensure my happiness and well being. Nothing would be possible without you! Grandma- Who has inspired me and made a huge influence to the person I am now and who I'll be in the future. Callie- My own personal slave, illustrator, editor and full time best friend. You know I love you <3 Ariana Grande- My celebrity inspiration, showing me that it's ok to "love who you love, no one can judge, follow your heart and don't give up", getting me through the long and lonely nights. Be sure to buy her new album "Moonlight", hopefully to be released this year and her new fragrance "Ari" in accordance to the "Be You" campaign. Adam Young (Of Owl City)- My first artist I listened to, your songs make me think of the past and the new adventures to come. Sam Tsui- The album "Make it up" taught me to not be scared of not knowing what's going to happen next. Being young and naive Isn't necessarily a bad thing, as it brings way to new experiences, to be vulnerable and crying doesn't make you any less of a person. That we're all human and it's ok to embrace it.

Jonesing ✓, de Yairla

"Wanted to be bold." I blush while I avoid eye contact. "Devin needed to borrow clothes for gym." I stare at my bare legs. "I should've told her no." He shrugs, biting into his sub. "Not a fan of exposing the body." I nibble on my burrito. "I just don't want anyone to get the wrong idea." I tuck my hair behind my ear. "That you're easy." My face reddens as I look at him in the corner of my eyes. After a few moments, I nod. He sighs. "The only thing that makes a girl easy is if she lets every and any guy inside." He runs his fingers through his hair. "Clothes or attitude has nothing to do with it." I trace a circle on my thigh. "And a guy that believes otherwise is either a dick or a rapist." I smile. "Avery." "Ava." "Your brain works in wonderful ways." I get more comfortable and lean on his shoulder. "So you've said." I giggle. "I'm glad to share the same name as you." ~ A girl, a perfectionist, named Avery Jones has been in love with her childhood friend's brother for as long as she can remember. He's never noticed her, though, he doesn't really notice anyone. He's sort of an insouciant philanderer. They couldn't be any different, the only thing that connects them is their names. Oh, by the way, his name is also Avery Jones; no relation. As crazy as it might sound, it's true. Anyway, it isn't until she becomes his mentor that he finally sees her. But will this new circumstance spark a connection or show just how different they are?

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Fix Me, I'm Broken cover

It's Always About You (g!p x evanna) cover

Love, Taylor | TS cover

Until I Met Her cover

Catastrophically Carla (Lesbian Story) cover

Alter-native cover

For Her Undamaged (GirlxGirl) cover

Nameless - I cover

My Confessional cover

Jonesing ✓ cover

Fix Me, I'm Broken

Walking into an empty house is normal to me. I guess I got tired of saying 'I'm home' when nobody is home to reply. It wasn't always like this. I remember when our family was close. Now we don't see each other any more. We don't talk to each other. We don't eat with each other. We don't ACKNOWLEDGE each other. This all happened after my 'Mother' killed herself. My father blames me. This is my story about how I learned to not count on anyone else but myself. I'm broken. I'm used. No one can fix me. But when the New Boy in town tries to fix me, everything will change. Good change or Bad change, I don't know. Only time will tell. I want to enter this story in the #Wattys2015 please help me out and vote and comment on my story. I'll really appreciate it!!! #Wattys2015 COPYRIGHTED Â© 2014 BY Anallely ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Â®