Just Another Teenage Girl✍️

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Just Another Teenage Girl✍️

Confession

2 min read

I’m a bad character mom,

That’s my confession,

Sometimes I get all sad,

Because I put my characters through a lot,

But my heart hurts for this one,

In specific,

His name means protection,

But his backstory is BRUTAL…

I found this song,

And it’s basically him in a bottle,

So if you want to get to know him,

Read the lyrics.

Would recommend,

Listening to the song,

While you read,

For full exper...

Poetry

Please Don’t Read This🤣🤣🤣

Just Another Teenage Girl✍️

1 min read

I LOVE To write,

But never do,

If investigators investigated a crime,

And the cops found my search history,

I would go to jail.

They would ask:

“Oh so your a writer?

Where is the book?”

To which I would reply:

“It’s in my head,

I’m good at procrastinating…”

They would put me in cuffs,

All put me away,

Which is okay.

More time to think of trauma,

To give my characters,

Seasoned with experie...

Poetry

Humour

STS

Just Another Teenage Girl✍️

1 min read

I’m confused,

And I’m mad,

I feel like I’m being lied to,

But I have no proof.

The line between truth,

And make believe,

Is thinning,

Becoming blurry....

Poetry

Weird Poem Prt 4

Just Another Teenage Girl✍️

1 min read

Ill bleed out,

Or suffocate,

But when I die,

Please don’t interrogate.

Please don’t fight,

Please don’t blame,

Please don’t hate me,

Please don’t be ashamed.

Of me,

Of my decisions,

Of my dreams,

Or my escape from my prisons.

—•—

Question of the Day:

Poems or stories?

For me, girl I can’t even answer🤣...

Poetry

Weird Poem Prt 3

Just Another Teenage Girl✍️

1 min read

Yearning for peace,

a fleeting light,

In this endless sea

of endless night.

Lost in darkness,

Swallowed by sorrow,

Hoping never to see,

another tomorrow.

I’ll tear out my organs and intestines,

The useless things,

wrap them round my neck,

I ignore the stings.

—•—

Question of the Day:

Sweet or sour?

Sweet! What a surprise🤣 sour can hit the spot sometimes though…...

Poetry

Weird Poem Prt 2

Just Another Teenage Girl✍️

1 min read

Loneliness grips,

like a cold embrace,

Leaving behind ,

an empty space.

Dreams once cherished,

now drift away,

Hope extinguished,

in shades of gray.

Fragments of joy,

scattered and worn,

A soul adrift,

forever torn.

Oh, cruel fate,

unkind and severe,

Leaving me lost,

in despair so near.

—•—

Question of the Day:

What’s one book on your TBR you are scared to read or are putting off?

Me:...

Poetry

A Weird Poem Prt 1

Just Another Teenage Girl✍️

1 min read

In shadows deep,

my happiness lies,

A broken vessel,

filled with shattered cries.

Whispers of love,

now turned to dust,

Memories fade,

in pain we trust.

Promises made,

Went down under,

A heart once whole,

now torn asunder.

Silent tears fall,

like rain at night,

Echoes of laughter,

now out of sight.

—•—

Question of the Day:

Car drives or plane rides?

CAR RIDES 100%...

Poetry

College.

Just Another Teenage Girl✍️

3 min read

College.

The sound of freedom. I finally get to leave the house, finally get to get away from the girl who has been insistent on sticking to me since the third grade. And she didn’t stick to me in the way glue does, but tape. Duct tape. The type that won’t let go and is isistent on making life painful, and leaving a mark.

I get to leave. I’m getting thrown into the deepest part of the pool, t...

YA fiction

Hazy Path

Just Another Teenage Girl✍️

1 min read

Mist sticks to my cold skin,

As I walk down this cold path,

The path I do not know.

Where I am going,

No one sees the road,

It’s unknown to me.

The mist covers,

Covers both my eyes,

Making me blind.

I need help,

What to do,

Is unknown.

Dying,

Laying down,

_Breathe. _

_Help._...

Poetry

1 Paragraph

Just Another Teenage Girl✍️

1 min read

Stupid TIMANTHA 🖕

The shock that flows through every inch of my body when your eyes meet mine. Your a cold green, the color of a leaf from an oak tree. I won’t break the connection, I won’t m look away. There is an invisible sting made of gold, linking your heart to mine. And even if you don’t feel it, I know. I know that this will not be the last time I look into his eyes. We see eachother in ...

Romance