Story cover for The Gurlble. by SpaceUnicorns101
The Gurlble.
  • WpView
    LECTURAS 11
  • WpVote
    Votos 0
  • WpPart
    Partes 1
  • WpHistory
    Hora <5 mins
  • WpView
    LECTURAS 11
  • WpVote
    Votos 0
  • WpPart
    Partes 1
  • WpHistory
    Hora <5 mins
Continúa, Has publicado nov 01, 2013
Hey! My name's Charlotte Denny. It was my birthday a week ago. I asked for an ipod, but of course my delusional parents bought me this. A diary. I guess it could be helpful for putting down notes for school, a part from the fact that it says DIARY on the front. Guess I won't be using it for school then! 

I've been so bored for the past few days, and I have no clue why. Everything is just so boring all of a sudden. So, out of pure boredom, I've decided to keep all my thoughts and stuff in this Diary. Ugh, I hated saying that word. Diary. Even writing it makes me cringe. It just sounds like something a baby would have. I'm 13 for goodness sake. I suppose I could rename it. Hmmm.. I'll name it..... Gurlble. A girl's bible!
Todos los derechos reservados
Tabla de contenidos
Regístrate para añadir The Gurlble. a tu biblioteca y recibir actualizaciones
O
Pautas de Contenido
Quizás también te guste
Quizás también te guste
Slide 1 of 9
The Bad Boy Stole My Diary  cover
I'll Just Mess Up Again! || HateHugs Fanfic || Goob x Shrimpo || Dandy's World cover
Scarian one shots  >:3 cover
I'll Be Yours And You'll Be Mine. (simpbur x reader) cover
Awake and Away - #1 dec. 2020-end of 2021 cover
Dear Diary cover
Love Moderately cover
AngryHugs Oneshots!! cover
H U G     M E!!! (Shrimpo X Goob) cover

The Bad Boy Stole My Diary

53 partes Concluida

"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.