Okay so I'm writing this on the bus, Anonymous, and the lady across from me keeps glancing over because yeah, I'm crying, and no, I don't want to talk about it...
The evening air in Madrid felt electric as Yulia hurried through the bustling streets, her breath coming in short, excited gasps. For the first time in her nine...
Hey Anonymous, let's set something straight right now—I am definitely NOT a slut, no matter what the tabloids say! Just because I've had a few boyfriends and e...
I have to admit, being the head cheerleader and one of the most popular girls in school can be overwhelming at times. Everyone expects me to be perfect, to alwa...
As I sit in my dorm room, surrounded by the quiet of the night, I find myself thinking about the most taboo subjects. It's not the sex, although that's a big pa...
Login to view
