Idontevenknow Stories

Kayla is a twenty year old girl and lives a boring life in New Zealand. Out of frustration she made an Instagram-account to make friends all over the world. After awhile she has a few friends and loves talking with them. Some day this boy, called Michael, texts her. First he seems like just a nice guy, but there's something what makes him .. different. Maybe Kayla falls in love with this guy. Maybe she lives in another country than this guy. Maybe she has no money to go to him. Maybe they have to live with the pain of not being together. The band doesn't exist in this book, it's just about Michael, the other boys aren't in the picture. It's a short story, written on my Instagram (@ justsaying5sos). I'm Dutch, so the English isn't always that good.

Quotes that I like. Not mine, but I like them. Just in case I don't say it in the chapter credits to the creator. Some of them are anonymous.

I am so very very very sorry but you now you only live once. Here is my work of art '5SOS Preferences' Read if you Dare... I dare you!

Literally short storied I wrote. Like, read the title or something.

junko??? lol no. watch my desent into fuckign spacy hell as i write love letters to u and ur mum

dark thoughts I have late at night **trigger warning**

My poetry scrapbook, pretty much. I'm planning on putting all of my stuff in here, from way back when(2015), to now. at least the stuff that's worth a damn, and that I feel like sharing. I'll update it whenever I feel like it, and if I get mostly negative responses I'm just going to take it down. I'm just interested to see what kinda feedback I'll get, and if it's good I see no reason to remove it. That is all, enjoy yourself, and remember, don't take it too seriously.

this is about some kiddos that totally aren't based off of real people. also i dedicate thiś to weed. thakns

This is my poem book imma not make it completed ©-_Tanowrites_-

just some random pictures. Anime, Twenty øne piløts, maybe mostly eren and levi, memes. Oh boi do I love memes

I noticed I have a lot to say and I need to say it DAMN IT!!

Werewolves. Annie Park doesn't believe in them. Sure, she's read enough werewolf dramas to know that they probably do exist in some alternate dimension, but being the brainiac she is, knows for a fact they can't exit in her realm. WRONG. SO WRONG. ------------------------- Annie Park is your typical, shy, nerd of the school with her curly black hair and perfect grades. You wouldn't expect an inferno of a personality hiding behind her demeanor. Welp. Sorry. You're wrong. Again. Annie is a spitball of concentrated fire, and won't hesitate to to say no and kick your ass. She was always known to defy anything someone said. She's known to be the most non-obedient one in her friend group. She basically tells the world that it's a damn whore when she wants to. So, what if the hot new snack at your school is apparently the Alpha of the world's most feared pack and straight up tells you you're his mate? And he's demanding and possessive? Doesn't take no as an answer? Well, if you're Annie Park you tell him to fuck off and go fuck a gorilla or some shit. Oh boy. She might as well have signed her death warrant.

A wannabe writer struggling to find her feet.

This is a few things that has happened to me and my friends and I will tell you them but of course I'm going to change the names of people in the story. Enjoy the crazy things my friends, I and some classmates did.

Just ask questions and I assure you, I will have weird answers. (Cover was NOT made by me.)

Amelia is an epic liar, then she finds herself in this spy mess, with classmates of hers. They have to find The Tools and defeat The Enemy.

This story is based on the concept of a soulmate countdown. Everyone has a digital clock on their wrist that counts down to the moment you meet your soulmate. It's not my own idea, I saw it on Tumblr and loved to concept so I decided to write my own piece based on it.

Yea I know Goldycorn is dieing but I still love it! And um NO THERE WILL BE NO OLIVECORN OR CASSIECORN I hate those ships so sorry but you can do other ships also this is a story you can dare them but ill put it in the stroy line

Based solely on I dream I had after a big fight with my sister.

Poems from a girl who sees more than others do. And more than she'd really like to. Give me your honest opinion. I can handle it, I swear.