Hateme Stories

Genevieve Anderson, the girl that had been left behind and forgotten. In a town where everybody knows everybody, meaning that no one goes unnoticed. Nobody just grabs a bag and leaves in the middle of the night, without someone seeing something. Nobody changes identity over night, and is suddenly left with the care of their father in her hands. Forgotten over night, Genevieve changes the person that everyone thought they knew. Gone was the girl that would smile and wave to everyone, was replaced by a girl that had a need for stealing and getting by every day. She had been left with the responsibility of an old ranch that was no longer in operation and the care of her father, who had been to war, and was suffering from additions like there was no tomorrow. Gone was the girl that depended on her big brothers to open the gate, replaced with a girl that worked long hours at the ranch, before she was sneaking out after midnight, to drive whatever cars her brothers had left behind. Except, one day, something happens and everything takes a turn for the worse. "I left you here, for 20 minuets, and you have already let him relapse?! I trusted you, for a second, and you backstabbed me?! I can't believe any of you anymore, because you are made of lies!" Holding on by a string, Genevieve isn't sure how much more she can take, especially when people appear from the past she thought she left behind, when she was 5 years old. Time moves on for a reason, doesn't it? "I told you to forget about it. It's in the past, and nobody has ever asked me to do what you are asking me to do. You are asking me to put away my boots and hat, and stand in front of people in heels and a puffy dress. That's not who I am, if you had stuck around to find out who I really am. " ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Started: 21.11.24 Finished: -

An enemies-to-lovers story circulated around a certain two idiots (I promised them I wouldn't write it, but I also promised someone else beforehand that I would). Literally crack, you don't even need to try and understand this. No smut. I don't write smut. And it'd be weird anyway, because I know them both. Updated irregularly, I honestly can't be too bothered with this story anyways.

read until we die

This book is about 2 boys who have known each other since they were like, 4 years old since their mother's are best friends. Those 2 boys are Nico and Jamie, both 16 years old. They've always hated each other since they met each other because of God knows whatever reason why. Then one day, Jamie and his mother moves to a city far from where Nico lived, basically cutting their communications to each other since they were kids back then and didn't have phones. But one day they move back. Will Nico and Jamie still hate each other or not? Well, we'll see. ---- Peaks: #2 - #gya #2 - #hateme #12 - #13andup #49 - #comingoutofthecloset

I tried you didn't I failed I killed myself it's my fault I can't be perfect like you but I tried to the point I'm crying and you just throw me out after all of the efforts I did

The poems I write when I can't sleep or can't find the right words

In which the nerd finally opens up to his crush, the populare girl, by telling her a fun fact about butterflies and now whenever she is going through something he tells her a fun fact to make her happy. " I have no words to describe how perfect and overly amazing "

I ruin CinderBlaze because I am I horrible person!!! Yay! You can hate me!!! Idc

One naive promise, 22years.......... ••••••••••••••••••••••• "I have come back to take you," Ilan says something which goes in a hush. "What? did you say something?" I asked tilting my head to look at him, making sure I'm looking straight into his eyes, though I will be melting under his green blazers but never mind, I have to show I'm stronger than him, yeah Cindy Cassidy Jones is stronger than Ilan Landon. Perfect "Of course not, Cinnamon. You have flies flying around your ear" Ilan mocks me smirking and I want to wipe that smirk off with my bathrooms wiper right now. "Perhaps, No wait I can never agree with you" I whine cause that means coming on the same boat & that never happens when the sailor is Ilan Landon, my worst nightmare. Cindy Cassidy Jones, the synonym of perfect. Her grades, her job, her family, her friends, her boyfriend Nick Swisher, & ultimately Her. She has her life, goals, marriage, life after marriage, babies' names all set. The only thing she needs to do is pass her last year at Werner California but wait.......does everything goes according to our plans? No? Right? Ever heard of everything happening for a reason? Wanna experience? Too many questions right? That's what her life becomes when the notorious bad boy titled "the heartbreaker" bumps into her or I should say life? With his jet black hair & green eyes and god that dimple smile and not to mention that chiseled jawline he becomes Cindy's worst nightmare. With the target to make her mine, after all these years I, Ilan Landon will make sure that you, Cindy Cassidy Jones get to see the world you deserve cause I don't omit my promises.

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What I think about.... comes to life

deep poems written by moi about a range of differing things

I have a bunch of reasons why I don't want to live anymore

This is the story of my life

I know I made a book like this on my main account, but I don't post anything bad on there because I don't want to upset my friends.

I felt sorry for the people who trusted love so much, please don't.

Ich bin Mae. Mein Leben ist ausgeflippt. Echt. Keiner ist wie ich, ich bin total anders. Das merke ich auch daran, dass meine Bff nichts mehr mit mir zutun haben will oder sich so ziemlich alle über mich lustog machen. Ich sage was ich denke und denke was ich will. Das könnte der Grund sein. Die Girls hassen mich, was aber auch daran liegen könnte, dass ich ein ziemliches Bad-Chic bin und alle Boys sich mich krallen wollen. Und auf einmal kommt es eben ɑӀӀ íղ օղҽ; Das ist meine Geschichte Jetzt wisst ihr ein bisschen was über mich. Eigentlich würde ich davon abraten weiter zu lesen. Ich verdrehe euch nur den Kopf. Ganz sicher. Und