Yuko's Random Journal of Stupidness
- LECTURAS 100
- Votos 6
- Partes 9
So basically, this is my own personal journal where I write shit like what happened the day I wrote it, how I'm feeling that day, or how I feel in general, and sometimes even my opinion on certain topics. I am not good at writing stories, so bare with me here. But I hope you enjoy anyway. This is YukoDC signing off. Laters.
Todos los derechos reservados
#234
killme
Únete a la comunidad narrativa más grandeObtén recomendaciones personalizadas de historias, guarda tus favoritas en tu biblioteca, y comenta y vota para hacer crecer tu comunidad.
Quizás también te guste
The Diary of Me
I have marked this story as "completed" but I don't know if it will ever actual be complete. This is my journal, my secrets, my thoughts. This is The Diary of Me.Concluida
The Tortured Soul Suit
Hi, I'm Rachel. 22. Short. Observant. Attractive but not hot. My talents include: fucking myself over, fucking other people over, and scaring people with self-deprecating humor. This was my personal journal from September 2019 through December 2020. It documents my character arc through my junior and half of my senior year of undergrad as I try to understand love, choose a path for my future career, navigate mental health, and endure social and political chaos in the country and the world. I hope that you may be able to take something from this authentic and piercingly ironic journey.Concluida
Weeb's Diary
Heyo ! iz meh Shiro I'm just a weeb who writes the shit that's happening in her life and whatever comes to mind I talk alot about events, feelings and whatever im doing with life anyways Enjoy ! SHIRO OUT !Concluida
Grey
Dear whatever, Or is it whoever? I don't know, I'm not a writer anyways. Hi, I'm Arielle, but please call me A, I'm sick of hearing my name, or anyname actually, it just bothers me that I'm not actually as special as they'd want me to believe. Who's they? Oh, I don't know, everyone? Society? Whatever, so I guess I should tell you what this is about, eh? I'm writing this so I have something to leave behind, some sort of purpose to stay here, in this world, in this reality. I guess another reason is so that people can understand me? Or anyone like me I guess. To know what goes on in my mind. This will be officially started on June 4, 2017, my birthday, and will end on June 4, 2018. Whatever happens to this book, I promise myself that I won't delete it. If anyone actually bothers reading this, leave comments and suggestions or questions to get mentioned in the next chapter. I will be posting daily, but word count and time posted may vary. May 29, 2017 Monday 11:11 PM Signing off, AConcluida
MDZS : the untamed
wangxian are just not leaving my mind as i am working on my other story . so to give my heart peace i will write this ff . PLS don't reupload or copy without permission . This novel is based on "the untamed" not on GDC. So, it starts off from the end of the untamed. enjoy ........ love you xiao zhan and yibo. and thank you the whole untamed team and writer of mo dao shi zhu for this heartfelt work .Concluida
the lost son(yizhan) On Hiatus For One Year.
Two people are standing in the rain. The rain was pouring heavily on them but no one was breaking their eye contact. One was crying so much silently . His tears were mixing with the rain. The other was standing with an expressionless face. "Why are you doing this suddenly?" Xiao zhan asked. While more tears run down his eyes. ".............." "Was i not your first love?" Xiao zhan asked again. This time the person in front of him answered. " It is what it is . W-we can't be together"Wang Yibo said with an expressionless face. His right fist was clenched so tightly that his knuckles were white. Without saying anything more. Yibo turned around and got inside his car. He started his car and drove away from there. Xiao zhan started to run behind him calling him name repeatedly. "Yibo. Yibo. Please stop , yibo. Don't leave like that. WANG YIBOOOO. Ughhh" xiao zhan shout the last part. He was running behind wang yibo's car and calling him but at last he stumbled upon his foot and fall on the concrete road. His knees were bruised but he could care less. He started to cry more loudly, sitting in the rain. Blood was coming out from his bruised knees but the pain that he is feeling in his heart is more than his knees. "Why god ? Why? What sin did i do to get this kind of luck?" He said more tears came out of his eyes. "Am i so unlucky that I can't even keep the only person whom i thought my everything to myself?" He shouted looking at the sky. He lay there on the cold ground crying his heart out on that rainy night . But there was no one to take care of him or to tell him that everything is okay. There was no one to tell him that it was just a nightmare. It is not true. Everything is okay. Because this is reality. This is the truth that the love of his life leaves him alone in this world just like everyone in his life. this story is fully based on my imagination and it has nothing to do with reality. Enjoy ~~~~
Dangerous Love
I don't own any pics or music, just the story! Will contain mature content/smut🔞❗️ May contain triggers.Concluida
Diary of an *insert qualities here* Person
Hello :) This is my diary. I don't know why I decided to post this. I just found my diaries and decided they would make a nice story. There's drama and just stuff about my life people may find interesting. I didn't know what I was doing half the time, but hope you enjoy :3Concluida
I have marked this story as "completed" but I don't know if it will ever actual be complete. This is my journal, my secrets, my thoughts. This is The Diary of Me.
Más detallesPautas de Contenido