Justbeyourself Stories

❝Why can't I be a superhero? Being the dream of every girl, not being a freak. Maybe even fly around like Superman. Or being fast like the Flash. But no, now I'm stuck in this mortal body of mine.❞ --- I am your average young boy. Smart, but not too smart. Like a B smart. That's the problem. I am never enough. There is always that smarted jerk who gets the girls. Has a one night stand then dumps them somewhere to never look at them ever again. I am Dean Collins. But you can call me Nightcrow.

I hope this helps all of you

Clark always knew Johanna was always a quiet girl with a loud mind. He understood the Sweater Girl. He understood everything about her; except that she liked girls. Loved girls. Not boys, but girls. And the worst struggle was that he liked her. A book full of friendship, heartbreak, and finding and repairing love. ( btw I wrote this two years ago, prepare for cringe, stereotypes, awful grammar, and very bad knowledge on the LGBTQ+ community... I know better now lol ) ; LGBTQ+ Just Write It ; ; Highest Ranking: #225 in Short Story ;

Alright guys as you know this is @Official_Hogwarts and I'm writing this book to tell you about being yourself

Fear. Hatred. Sorrow. Those emotions were like a thousand splinters of glass piercing her heart, leaving behind nought but a mask devoid of emotions. But all that changed when Lilia was enrolled in The School for Good and Evil, a place where she could finally be who she really was. Known for a sanctuary to some, she thought she was finally safe from the villagers that looked down on her. But nowhere is really safe now. War is brewing as the conflict between the two Schools loomed like a serpent hiding in the shadows. And as luck would have it, the demons were starting to emerged from the shadows. Thrown in the midst of it, Lilia and her friend, Ember, must find a way to stop the war from happening-while Lilia discovered that her whole life was a complete lie-she was never who she thought she was.Their only hope now lies in The Fire Phoenix, but what sacrifices must they make? Her path runs in a deep darkness, where tears are shed and scars are left. Infact, her whole life might depends on it. Cover dedication to @shadowsleek ....................................................... This book is NOT allowed to be copied by any ways without my permission first. If you do, I will NOT hesitated to report you. This is a work of both Fantasy and Fanfiction, in which I used the Original copy of The School of Good and Evil as base. All the characters in the story is mine. Any real names or events that are not said in the story/chapter are completely by accident. Thank you for your cooperation!

This poem is a poem about human beings. People often wear different masks, hiding their true feelings. Every mask or every hidden feeling is like a filter you choose or not to use. All filters are part of your being, no matter why they exist, you are the one who creates them and only you are the one who can delete or change them.

Depression? Anxiety? Tragic? Pain? Loss? Failure? Death?, etc... Please don't read this book if you are in cheerful mood! This book messes up with your mood swings and depression. Hard to believe?? Then go check' em out!

And just like that, she was gone Said the words I never wanted to hear And all those memories came Rushing back to me in black and white Where I was hoping and wishing That she was mine but she let go Everything in a moment And I was left with torn pieces.

just read this if you having a hard day, just let it be.

Basically little poetry like stuff I write and I think that someone would like to read it 😊. You know those late night or sudden thoughts you have. I try to compile them, polish them and well Honestly I don't know why someone might want to read it but I try my best. So maybe read it out and who knows, you might like it. (Note: I'm not a professional writer or even study English , the last time I studied it was in middle school so please don't be too hard on me) Also I would love it if you guys have anything to add, I always appreciate good constructive criticism or maybe if you want to share your opinion ,I'm always open! ♥️

You know, the quietest room is the "Anechoic Chamber". The longest a person lasted in there was 45 minutes. They say, many people get hallucinations if they try to stay there as long as possible. Maybe the silence in my room was starting to affect me. #TheAccepters #DiverseLit #FreeMentalIllness #IAmHere #ProjectYou #ProjectFemaleCharacters #HelpAll #StopMentalStigma #TalkThePoc #JustBeYourself #BreakStereotypes

"We should run, you and me." Copyright©2016 by tinymacee WINNER OF THE Just_Jerome CONTEST!!!!! I came 2nd. :p

The life of Katherine N. Coletti in her first year attending to Martha Springfield High School.

carris kim songe is a professional heartbreaker, but actually dealing with a broken heart is totally lost on her. after a less than ideal introduction to adeline rose harper, professional heartbreakee, carris learns how to put a series of steps into practice that are a tried and true cure for a broken heart.

"Do you take the dare?" A series of (short) interactions between personified genres. It's not as geeky as it sounds. "Yes." __________________________ Spinoff to "Don't Judge A Book By Its Cover!" Absolutely random, read at your own risk. Certain characters have bad habits of heavy cussing. Don't look at me-it's all them. Short chapters, random scenarios, all par for the course. #BreakStereotypes #DiverseLit #HelpFightCliches #JustBeYourself #lgbt #ProjectBeYOUtiful #SeizeTheLove #stoplabeling #StopDefiningMe #StopGenderRoles #talkthepoc #weareteenqueens ©2016, NevermoreNeverHere (Cover made by me. Pic not mine. Font is Sex Pistols, a dripping marker, and Hanging Letters.)

Stop holding into them So tightly that it might Break you from inside Lose your strings One by one It may be painful But it would Better than being pulled Towards them When you know They're never gonna Look back ********************** MERAKI {Greek} (v.) to do something with soul, creativity, or love; when you leave a piece of yourself in your work.