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Pigia Hoe Diary

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Reads 715
Votes 59
Parts 34
Time 1h 45m

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Hey! I'm Pigia Renee, the most popular girl in school! Don't even compare yourselves to me, i'm so much sexier and more attractive anyways. Anyways I'm starting high school and have to deal with tons of stress, I feel like boys just won't notice me that much and I like need better friends. If any nerds are snooping through this diary I swear i'll make your life a living hell. Okay that's all I have to say, bye I love you &lt;3

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{SOME VIEWERS MY FIND THIS OFFENSIVE, IF YOU AREN'T COMFORTABLE WITH STRONG LANGUAGE AND SENSITIVE JOKES THEN CLICK AWAY}


-Created as satire, all roles shown are over exaggerated and for comedic purposesAll Rights Reserved

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The Bad Boy Stole My Diary by _neanea_

"I love how innocent you act, but I know you're not." **************************** My dad had given me a simple journal that I thought I'd never use. When I found out he died in a car crash, that next week, I decided to start writing all my feelings in it because I'm not really good at expressing them verbally. My journal was full of decent thoughts... Well some were decent, Until I met Dillon Taylor. He was the cocky, annoying, loud mouthed boy next door that wouldn't turn his music down if the queen of England walked in his room. So one night, I finished my diary entry and fell asleep. I left the window open because it was hot. Bad idea. I heard some fiddling in my room so I turned on my lamp. Only to see that annoying boy from next door's body was halfway out my room window-- with my diary in his hand.

Dear you, by llama_butt

STOP! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! DONT COME AFTER ME BECAUSE I WARNED YOU. BUT IF YOU IGNORE THIS AND PRESS 'READ' THEN MY FRIEND... GOOD LUCK. I would like to share journals of two teens who can't figure out the bond between them. The teens are completely different in every aspect. He can barely afford to eat outside, while she chooses not to. He's happy with his life, while she is sick of it. He's a keen reader while she's a keen addict. Have fun reading about their lives, laughing at their jokes and weeping at their misfortune. These journals will potray that nothing goes by nature's rules.

Diary Of A Teenage Girl by Feralleral

This is just for fun / a way to document how my life is going without having to worry about anyone finding a diary I dont have a real diary so im Just doing this on here. I dont write in here every day, and chapters are short most of the time. Just shit that happends in my life. Also i cant spell for shit, so if you read this, have fun (so fuxkings nuch of it is autocorect if I didnt have autocorenct it would look like tis.)

To My Dear Ex Boyfriend, by accordingtocastiel

Hey! I know it's been a while since we talked, but I wanted to update you on how it's going! So I wrote this story to let you know what's been going on since our breakup! I hope you enjoy it! Edited Version: In the process of editing the story to remove grammar mistakes and clarify it. Also, I'm adding more details. Please continue to support my story! Thank you all!

It's Not easy being so Damn Pretty by Pastel_Llama

Hello Normies, I'm Victoria, also know as your QUEEN. I own this little shit-hole of a school, Meiwether High, or MWH. I'm fifteen and I am going to be throwing the biggest, and hottest party of the year. MTV, better homes and garden, BET, and like five other useless networks will be there, because none of those basic hoes have anything on me, Victoria Meiwether. Except maybe.... Lydia Manchester. How dare she come to my domain and over throw me? Oh, trust me she is going down! Disclaimer: This story is rated mature for it's profanity, if you are under the age of at least 13, I'd suggest you do not read this story, do so at your own risk. This story is also not to make fun of less fortunate students, or to talk bad about people who are gay, lesbian, bisexual, or etc. I am a normal not rich student myself and treat LGBT participants as normal people. Follow for updates and more stories coming soon, and enjoy!

Who am I living for? by gleekdreamerxoxo

I know it's probably weird for a girl who has cancer to be so well like me and all, but my family and I both agreed that I should live my life as long as I can. I mean of course when I get a cold it's more than just your typical cold and all, but that doesn't stop me from living my life. Even if I have cancer I am still a normal teenager, just one that has an experation date. So I'm starting this new thing where I make a video diary of what I have done the last 4-5 months of my life and then share it with my school so then they could see why I am so weird and care free.

my public journal by Calumsgf_111

hi, i love to rant and write so i thought that it would be fun to make a public diary/journal on here about my life. i promise that everything you read in this journal is true, cause like what's the point of lying lol. the fun thing about writing in a journal is that you can say whatever you want and get everything off your chest without annoying anyone. which is why i thought this would be a great idea. this is just going to be me ranting about 5sos, high school, boys/girls, crushes, teachers, people i dislike, fake people, classes, etc. you guys get the just of it.

Diary of a Love Sick Teenage Girl by _readtheroom_

Have you ever wondered what it feels like to be in love? Of course every sixteen-year old has! They fantasize and dream about they're one true Prince Charming. But, not girls at me school. Oh DEFINITELY not. Want to know the secrets of Haden High school or the latest gossip in California? Well, all you have to do is read my diary. Which, BTW will never happen in a billion years, so good luck! XOXO Theia +++++ Theia Andrews lives in a world where jocks, nerds and bitches still exist. Except, things have changed over the years and nobody's life is just some cliche fairytale from the seventies. Or it's much more interesting than that. You want to hear the latest gossip and secrets of sunny California? Well sit back and relax. Because Theia Andrews just might tell you. __________________________________ Copyright Any characters and names are from my own imagination and if by some chance any of the names and characters are similar to any other readers, it is coincidental. Enjoy reading ;).

IT & ST Imagines & Preferences by armiehammerbykesha

i wrote this when i was 13 so i'm sorry for how bad it is but a lot of people seem to enjoy it so i'm leaving it up, just know i am self aware x

my life lol by facenotvisible

literally my diary in cause you wanna read someone elses life for fun i'll use codenames lol so ya'll can vote on those in the comments

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The Bad Boy Stole My Diary

"I love how innocent you act, but I know you're not." **************************** My dad had given me a simple journal that I thought I'd never use. When I found out he died in a car crash, that next week, I decided to start writing all my feelings in it because I'm not really good at expressing them verbally. My journal was full of decent thoughts... Well some were decent, Until I met Dillon Taylor. He was the cocky, annoying, loud mouthed boy next door that wouldn't turn his music down if the queen of England walked in his room. So one night, I finished my diary entry and fell asleep. I left the window open because it was hot. Bad idea. I heard some fiddling in my room so I turned on my lamp. Only to see that annoying boy from next door's body was halfway out my room window-- with my diary in his hand.