Dear Math,
Solve your own problems I have enough of my own. ~cool t-shirt.
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Solve your own problems I have enough of my own. ~cool t-shirt.
Regis: "Barbara, you've done very well so far - $500,000 and one lifeline left -- phone a friend. The next question will give you the top prize of One Million dollars if you get it right ...
Living with a bad boy Chapter 8 I dressed in skinny jeans and a no sleeve, skull shirt with golden spikes on the shoulder, that made me look really skinny.
I was going to post a quote But there wasn't any need There's already far too many Clogging up my feed An instalment of my story A nice fat juicy chunk But I couldn't concentrate Because I got a...
Dear Husband: I'm writing you this letter to tell you that I'm leaving you for good. I've been a good woman to you for seven years and I have nothing to show for it.
Chapter 12 KATIE'S POV When I woke, I found myself on the bathroom floor still. It was dark, like night dark. Oh shoot. What was the time. I pulled out my phone. Oh god. 9:45PM.
Chapter 10 KATIE'S POV I sat in maths alone. Jake had gone to his own lesson for a change. I was glad, but I kinda missed him. It was nice to have someone to talk to in class.
CHAPTER 13 I showered, dressed and put my makeup on quickly. Well... I had to... I guess I would have to walk to school since jake and I weren't exactly on the best terms right now.
{A short story - a random idea!} I must have done something bad. That's why people are Wiped. I woke in the hospital, staring up at a blank ceiling. Sitting in a blank room. My mind. Blank.
Living with a bad boy Chapter 9 We got home quickly. The rain had was worse now and the wind was sharp. Even with the jacket I was shivering. what happened to the weather. It was perfect before.
What a prick. I mean, I didn't know the man, and he didn't know me, but when you get all in my face like that, there's only going to be one outcome.
Hey guys, Hope you like this one. It's only short, but still.... Chapter 4 I woke up in a bed. Where was I. The light streaming through the curtains. I was at Jake's house. Thank god.
'Inmate 24B96X Female Born in captivity, 24/06/23 Classification X34T90' I never knew my mother. They killed her as soon as I was born.
Dear racist, Your car is Japanese. Your beer is German. Your wine is Spanish. Your democracy is Greek. Your coffee is Colombian. Your tea is Chinese. Your watch is Swiss. Your fashion is French.
Chapter 6 Jake left me alone for the rest of the day and night. Thank god. I woke up at 7:01 and dragged myself to the small mirror in my room. Oh my god.
Chapter 7 The bell rang and I jumped out of my seat before storming out of the room. Jake didn't have chance to stop me. I heard girls talk about me as I made my way down the hall.
Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep. I am in a thousand winds that blow, I am the softly falling snow. I am the gentle showers of rain, I am the fields of ripening grain.
I put the disc back in its pouch and returned it to my coat pocket.
Hey, Enjoy this. Chapter 5 KATIE'S POV My head was banging. Every little noise was driving me insane. Luckily I knew a way to cure hangovers. Tomato juice, tabasco sauce and raw egg.
Hey, here's chapter 2. I hope you like it... Comment your thoughts Chapter 2 The next day I walked to school and stood at the gate waiting for my friend’s Melena, Sarah and Jordan.
Chapter 17 I sat in the car, wondering where Perry had got to. I guess he really hated me now. He shouldn't hate me though, I stopped him from ending up in hospital.
With so many tags here on Opuss, I thought it might be useful to gather them together.
Once upon a time, There was a fragile girl. She wasn't locked away in a tower Or destined for world. She wasn't daughter to a king and queen, A pride of all around.
Hey, So I am gonna post it now. I'm still carrying on with the other stories.... Don't worry... But you might like this one. Yup. It's a bad boy story....