I started out with 150 dollars, a picture of my mama and grand-mama, a tooth brush, a tube of toothpaste, a beat up old fiddle, the clothes on my back, my Bible and a dream. Somehow, I used those few blessings from God, and saved millions.

A Journal-type story told from the perspective of several characters from My Truth:Saga of War Series. These two Stories will go Hand-in-Hand with each other plot-wise.

Well, it's basically a autobiography. Warning: Randomness is involved!

I don't even know

A boy drifts through friends and life in his final year of school, as he prepares to leave his isolated Alaskan hometown. (Moved to Biography)

Life's like a gift without a receipt. Can't always pick out exactly what you want, and you can't return it. Pillow Book. Rating might go up to M because it's life, but it hasn't reached that point yet.

It was all she wanted.

a memoir of what I experienced this past year. it's in written in verse.

Hello, this is a story about me and my life. I know that it will get boring and I can care less if you read it or not, I'm just letting out my thoughts that were about to explode. :) Anyways, if you like it. Leave me a motherfucking review. Hahah, yeah. Bye. :P Rated T for a lot and I mean, A LOT of bad words. :)

The sequel to Blogging Life. Life blogged from the eyes of a bored person with nothing to do. Also including fairy tale blogs, because I'm cool like that.

Writings about a guy I crushed on but never had a chance with. He's gone now, but this is to get it out of my system/ capture one of the purer emotions of adolescence.

Just a little online diary thingy to record the completely insane stuff that happens in my life... mostly it's just the place I go to ramble.

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I just wanted to be pretty. There was always people prettier, thinner than I was. I wanted that to change, would make it change. I made the decision that changed many people's life when they did the same thing. I'm Blu Blob, and this is my diary from the time I was an almost anorexic. It may not be the best, it may be depressing, but it is my story, and the story I want to share.

...I got confessions to make. "I haven't lost anything except my mind; Expect a thousand confessions that you will not find."

Just the story of me and my ex. Trying to keep track of the past year.

So I figured my life is not perfect but, the truth is nobody's is I'm typing this because I'm at a state that if I don't get things off my chest I might go crazy in this conceal place I call my mind.

My life can be interesting. Well, not exactly. It just depends on how you look at it. Here it is, my own online diary to rant to you all. Maybe something good will come out of this? Hopefully? No, probably not.

"Why does it have to be this way? No one I have ever met can answer that question. And they cannot help me, because each is dealing with their own broken life, their own heartbreaking losses. They offer me words, but I have tasted them before and found them to be empty and worthless. Words change nothing." This is my life - no explanations, only absolute honesty.

This actually my real true to life journal. Names have been changed, except mine, to ensure identity protection. Warning, you might think i'm strange. The documentation of a teenage girl and her secret life. Combined with real and fictional events. Contains strong emotions, suicidal thoughts. Mentions of sexual activity and self injury.

I spent some time in Minnesota as a home stay (exchange) student. This is my experience there. Also this was used for my school project. I can say it right now I lost interest in it after chapter one but still had to fill the pages since it was going to be graded. But after all the hard work I feel like it should be out on some page for people to read and learn from.

Small things about my daily life.

How long can I feel the weightless and invincible chaos?