Valkyrie (Val for short) was raised in a secure settlement- away from the wild beasts that roamed the Free Lands, including the humans that lived there. Her mother had sought to protect her from the ways of the wild Vikings, but a new threat to the colonists leave her no choice but arrange a marriage between her innocent daughter and the Viking Prince. 60 years had passed since the fall of modern civilization, but now it was up to Val and her prince to save both the Settlers and the Vikings from all out war.
After that, he instructed me to be quiet and to stop lying before he became upset, so I just remained silent. He then said, "I will delete the video and everything from my phone if you agree to just give me a blowj*b." I just remained silent during this entire conversation. It was me who was standing just in front of him. Shirtless, no boxer shorts, just a pair of large pants.... Despite the fact that I can see a large form on his trousers, I mistook it for a hilarious folding pattern. simply one blow job and I will clear my name. The last thing I want to do is get involved in another issue with another cousin brother. However, it wasn't a horrible deal, and I can simply be quick and..." There are various stories and realities included within a single story, and DEAR DIARY is a compilation of anonymous stories, confessions, and occurrences that are all contained within a single book.
This story is from the POV of Cookie. Have you ever wondered if anyone else is going through the same thing you are. No doubt. Think of this as a lil blog post from the POV of Cookie. Me. Hear the thoughts going through my head as they come, a public diary. And it's all about my life aren't you intrigued. it'll be interesting don't you think... screw the world, fuck society and fuck me. ----- it's a new story or whatever u wanna call it. I try and post twice a week or maybe more. what u doing reading the blurb go read the fucking book. off u go I'll see u in the comments~ -------------------------------------------------------- Trigger Warning: suicide, depression, death, divorce, and a lot of sensitive subjects.
The summer of 2009, was one I spent every single day trying to forget and push out of my mind. In June, I got into my first fight. Important because she was my best friend and our mom's were best friends AND we were neighbors. So, you could only imagine how angry her mom was when her daughter came home from the bus stop after school with a black eye and red face. So angry that she decided to 'inform' my mother that she had slept with my mothers' boyfriend.