Foreveralone Stories

Lesbian mystery solvers - volume 1

Jimmy Olsen, Robin, Grover Underwood ... familiar names? They all have one thing in common, it is the wonderful ability to be the perfect sidekick. A friend/associate of a more popular, charismatic person. The sidekick gains most of his/her acclaim from merely being connected so closely to the more powerful acquaintance. Sidekicks can be found anywhere from comic books (where the term began) to the workplace and schoolyard..... that's Urban dictionary's take on a sidekick. Now that is exactly what I have had the opportunity of being subjected to several times in my life... okay, who am I kidding that's pretty much who I have been for my entire 16 years of existence. Some people say it's sad being a sidekick but I beg to differ, there are quite a few advantages to being a sidekick. let's check out a few:- • You get to meet several famous people because of your popular best friend. • You become a social "butterfly" (I'd rather refer to it as "social leech" that sucks out popularity from other's lives and survives on that... I'm just kidding) • You receive special services from random people BECAUSE of your popular friend Yeah, those are some of the advantages of being a sidekick if you look into the issue closely I'm pretty sure you could find more. Anyway with that being said let's find out how I managed to deal with life being a sidekick (sure it has its advantages but come on how long can you ACTUALLY survive as one?)

(Y/n) was a criminal. She committed many crimes: Robbery, murder, breaking laws, and selling drugs. Her family never knew because when she's not committing crimes she's a normal girl. She was part of a gang which was very secretive. She was kept hidden from the public. She was all over the news, they called her the silent killer. Why? Because she would leave no trace behind when she killed her victims. Until one day she was told to kill a man. Little did she know that man was gonna change her life.

Okay I know I might be over exaggerating but I'm seriously forever alone. I mean I'm 16 and I've never had my first kiss! Guys don't even look in my direction! I'm not the most popular girl in school but I'm not a complete nerd! And I mean I know I'm not the prettiest girl around but I don't look like medusa! I mean with my Sandy Blonde hair and Green eyes I'm at least average! I even dress up girly ever once in a while. It's not like I have some weird name. I mean Abby Chandler. I think it has a nice ring to it! I mean what could be scaring the guys away? I'm only 5'7. It's not like I'm towering over him. And at least I have some kind of Tan. I just wish one guy would see something in me. Just one guy.

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Well, here is just some crap I'll be posting, most of it will be quite random. I'll be doing tags, pictures I drew, and stupid things like that. Now come, read about my fails, and maybe even have a laugh

En esta historia habran cosas sad Si no te gusta por favor no dejes comentarios vocigeros gracias por leer

She was just a depressed girl who was never understood and who was hated until everything changed. She had lived her whole life never knowing anything but the bad, being alone, and being oppressed.

Nobody is probably going to read this story. Thats okay though. This is about my problems in life. And if you have similar problems, you aren't alone. I know that most people don't give a fuck about my life and my problems, and that's okay too. So yeah. This is my story.

Why is it that when it counts, I'm frozen?

I have no idea how he will react. I've tried giving him hints on how I feel, but he seems absolutely dumbfounded! No body -except for my other bestfriend Bubbles -knows about my hopeless crush on Chance. She has tried to help me but it hasn't worked. I talk to him every single day which seems to just make it worse for me. The longer I talk to him the more in love I become. What should I do?

time for this perverted grape child to suffer. here are the highlights of his pain caused by Y/n and 1A!

If you have ever felt forgotten Alone Different Stupid Bad Ashamed Third class Depressed Stressed Lame Or bullied Remember there is an empire eating go you to join with more than a hug and a mint for coming but friendships and expression And every one os different in there own way and the all Like Them selfs

*Formely "Tales of Joy and Sorrow"* A collection of poems about love, hate and heartbreak.... -EDIT- My first poetry book and although i have mixed feelings about it her it is and it will remain, because yes I put the same poem in twice by accident and yes all the rimes are forced, but this is how it all started.

This is my empty book, a canvas waiting to be filled with words, words of hate and despair, but also of love and desire. The very words I would've told him a long time ago. A/N- The pictures used in the cover aren't mine I found them quite beautiful and thought that it would suit the aura of this book. If you are the owner of an image in the cover please tell me through my account and I will take it down immediately. All the poetry in this book are made by me. Don't steal please💙💛❤️

I know people hate all of the authors notes in stories so im making this even though noone would care

♡COMPLETED♡ Some relatable or maybe not relatable stuff about crushes, depends on you. (I can't reply or read every comment, you're free to PM me whenever you want! Know that it might take a while for me to read it as I'm busy irl) Welcome and enjoy! Highest Ranking in Nonfiction: #96 #57 Book cover art: Hibi Chouchou