Can I Say A Bad Word Tiktok Novels & Stories

I tell her as I walk past her stunned face. “Now that is how you handle negativity!” A girl that was standing behind the blonde shouts, pumping a fist in the air. I feel proud of myself and smile at her, giving her a wink as I keep making my way through the crowd. The fact that I still haven’t been on social media, means that I have no idea what people are saying about me. I have been tempted time and again to log onto TikTok or I*******m and see what the world has to say about me, or maybe even G****e, but every time I start to open my apps, I remind myself that people will hate, no matter who I am.

I called her when I saw her passing by , she turned to me and looked at me in disgust "Fuck you" She hissed and walked again. I looked at her disbelief. Now I'm alone with my damn sprained ankle "She's a girl who has someone even though she only landed her eyes on you. You'll regret it sooner" Kylie smirked at me when she walked past me. I slang my bag and decided to walk alone without someone who help me I tried to walk like normal even though my ankle hurts like hell. I looked down and hissed. Suddenly the stupid girl slipped her body to support me again

The least movement I made upon hearing his answer was covering my mouth with my hands before it could even spill out sizzling words that were strictly prohibited to say; like fuck, or shit—or in my worst mood, both. As what my best friends Andrei and Benedict described me, I was the King Of Bad Words. I knew all along that it was not the best title or moniker I dreamed of having, but I had no choice. It’s the only thing where I’m good at—Cursing.

The day I die Will be The greatest night When I’m free I’ve tried to stay alive But I feel dead inside And you cant stop the actions that I speak Follow me on tik tok for spoilers and updates https://www.tiktok.com/@dragonladydavis?_t=8Wg4MiRTlyY&_r=1

“you arrogant little brat! Why are you like this after everything we’ve done for you?” Done for me? What was this woman talking about? All they’ve done is cause me anything but pain. But I reminded myself that I don't feel pain anymore. That girl is gone. If I kept quiet, her rage would only fester and get louder. So what could I say that wouldn't make things worse? “You made me this way,” I said calmly, the words slipping out with a quiet honesty that felt instantly regrettable. Oops. It came out worse. She raised her hand again.

“Yeah. I mean… everybody does.” He frowns. “It’s not important.” “It kind of is,” I counter, cautiously. “It’s not. Plenty of people I know don’t use it. What even is it?” Now I’m gaping. He doesn’t know TikTok or I*******m? And he thinks that’s what I do? That’s not even remotely close, but it’s such basic knowledge. I grab my phone and just pull up TikTok and hit play on a random video. Aleksei suddenly pulls the car over.

Did my words go too far? "Hey, don't be angry. I don't mean anything, I myself use skin care to take care of my skin and my good looks. I'm sorry if you feel bad after hearing what I said earlier. Okay?" “Shut up, go quickly, aren't you ready for a staycation? If not, we should just practice because my legs are much better now," said Brian.

(Kindly note, the asterisks placed before and after a sentence,signifies the background song lyrics) ~Fuck me like you hate me~ -Drake “You were so bad ass! I just watched the video on YouTube, how you deadpan refuted ShawnLama’s love confession to you. I want to be happy for you but how dare you do that? Its cool but to hell with cool sis! Its freaking ShawnLama plus wide-eyed right now!!! Son of Angoteh!! A freaking multimillionaire!

Me: Couple content? Lexi: Yes! You’ve not heard? There’s a nerd trend going on right now. And—no, Ma’am, I’m not saying your husband’s a nerd or anything—but uhm… the glasses, his face, the haircut… it kind of gives that. And the internet is going crazy for men like that. If you start making content with him? You’ll be the talk of I*******m, TikTok—everywhere! Me? The talk of social media?

My voice came out rough and low, and I wished…wished he would just listen to me but I knew Theo well enough. However this wass a very wrong moment for this…I wasn’t thinking clearly as it is. Marcus laughed and moved to block the exit. “Let you pass? Not until we are done with you, Psych! And make sure you smile because you are about to fucking go viral on TikTok. Hashtag: Stupid Psycho gets Karma.” Sweat ran down my back despite the cold, and something was building in my chest like a scream with nowhere to go. “Theo, please—” I hated how my voice shook. Hated the fear that almost tasted like metal. “I don’t want trouble.”