Bad Thinking Diary Author Novels & Stories

Serena felt dirty, it turned her stomach to think she was almost raped by a drunk man, wanting to tell Alex that she was fine, she found herself the moment she opened her mouth, throwing up every contents in her belly, she felt weak and almost wanted to fall when Alex quickly held her.

Dear Diary, “What a day. Honestly, I don’t even know where to start. First, I got kidnapped, i don’t even know what to say about that , i am still in shock . Then, Rue came for me like some movie hero. And now… he almost saw you. He almost saw EVERYTHING I’ve written about him. God, if he had, I’d be six feet under right now from embarrassment and it’s crazy how i am worried about that instead of my main secret , i am stupidly in love that i forget about it sometimes . .

“Well then, this celebrity likes you.” The fun atmosphere subsided again. Mea’s greatly confused at the situation developing too fast. She has to revisit all the facts logically or she’ll end up overthinking. One thing you can’t do to a Mea Cristy del Bien is lead her mind to overthink. That might be a lie, but she likes convincing herself that way.

Daniel People are afraid of me. I suppose it should hurt my feelings, but it doesn't. It used to, but not anymore. You can't make someone like you if they have already made up their minds about you. And that's the story of my life. It all started because of my accident when I was 12 years old. But that's a story for another day. Right now, I have to focus on this asshole in front of me who had just planted one on my lips.

She was quick to open an account and clicked on the blog link that Kelvin had sent her. Apparently, it was an only student school forum and the students could post all sorts of stuff in the forum, from gossip about teachers to students. The link Kelvin had sent her was a blog post of someone talking about how she had embarrassed Mr Stanely. She read through the blog before raising her eyebrow.

I remarked in my mind, "So, these two must be the infamous bitches that Yvette mentioned, Quinn White and Diana Turner. Didn't she say that Quinn had hips as wide as a hog? They don't seem that wide. Her words were quite harsh, though. "Never mind. I should listen to Yvette and let things slide. I won't want her biting me back instead." Quinn's face darkened, as if she heard something in her mind but wasn't sure if she was hearing things. Standing next to Quinn, Diana burst out laughing. I gave her a meaningful look and thought, "What's Diana laughing about? Yvette had mentioned that she didn't like to bathe. However, I don't smell any odor from her. I heard she went ten days without washing

I start to write, my hand moving quickly across the paper: "Dear Diary, Today is the day I decided to spend an entire day naked. I know it sounds crazy, but I just couldn't resist the urge. I'm going to do everything naked – watch TV, eat, clean the house, maybe even dance around a little. I'm not sure what possessed me to do this, but I'm excited to see where the day takes me. Wish me luck!"

Tears run down my cheeks. “Breed me… Daddy… Please…” Orgasm rips through my body, tearing me apart just to build me back up and break me all over again. I remain collapsed in bed, shuddering. Teeth gritting. Breath escaping my throat as hard gasps. “Please…” I curl up in bed, sobbing. Senses returning after my insanity. Damn the consequences, the only ‘Good Girl’ I want to be right now, is Dominic Mercer’s. Slowly, I crawl to the drawer and pull out my little pink diary, uncork the pen, and start scribbling. Even I am jealous of how the tip of the pen fuck the paper so well, leaving its fluid along each trail.

He’d gotten it into his head that the girl has to cum, or the boy is a bad lover. Well, the truth is, he WAS a bad lover, and no matter how many times he banged me, I wasn’t going to see any stars. Just the cracks in his ceiling. And now I was starting to dry up, as he’d worn off all the K-Y I’d applied. I wondered if I’d ever find a guy who could fuck me like I deserved to be fucked.

I went over to pick the book up before going to sit on my reading chair turning on the lamp. I opened the book and the first thing that I saw was " Yo! diary, whats up, things didn't go as planned today, turns out Martin wasn't actually crushing on me, I felt so sad when he told everyone openly that he actually had crush on Vivian, all thanks to the stupid truth or dare game played. Why must it happen today, the day I planned to tell him about my feelings, everything sucks diary" " Geez, such a pathetic girl, why would you tell a guy you like him first?." I didn't even know when I said that aloud, flipping through the book. I kept on wondering, if this was what people do, talking to a book?