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Heyyy i saw your beautiful msg on my story ! Thank you so much for telling me about your book i am very graceful i will surely gonna check it out ❤️ and i followed you...

✨ "The Girl Talk" is not just a story... it’s a mirror, a storm, a secret garden. ✨
          
          Ever wondered what happens when emotions turn into echoes and secrets become loud?
          
          This isn’t just a tale—it’s the tea that never got spilled, the diary never read, the girl behind the smile no one really knew.
          
           If hearts could talk, this is what they’d whisper.  Drama.  Real Talk.  Truths we never say aloud.
          
           Dive into The Girl Talk on Wattpad. Because every girl has her story. And this one? It might just be yours.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/396299538?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=TwistsAndTears
          
          Tag your soul sisters  and let’s begin the talk we never had.

✨ "The Girl Talk" is not just a story... it’s a mirror, a storm, a secret garden. ✨
          
          Ever wondered what happens when emotions turn into echoes and secrets become loud?
          
          This isn’t just a tale—it’s the tea that never got spilled, the diary never read, the girl behind the smile no one really knew.
          
           If hearts could talk, this is what they’d whisper.  Drama.  Real Talk.  Truths we never say aloud.
          
           Dive into The Girl Talk on Wattpad. Because every girl has her story. And this one? It might just be yours.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/396299538?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=TwistsAndTears
          
          Tag your soul sisters  and let’s begin the talk we never had.

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 BORN THIS WAY, BURIED FOR IT 
          Not every truth gets a chance to breathe. Some are buried—alive.
          
          She didn’t choose this identity.
          He didn’t ask to be different.
          They were born this way—but society decided they didn’t deserve to live that way.
          
          This is not just a story.
          It’s a mirror, a scream, a wound stitched with silence.
          
           Have you ever judged someone just for being themselves?
           Do you know what it feels like to be hated for how your heart beats?
          
           This is for the unheard voices.
           For the ones who smiled through shame.
           For those who never got a chance to speak… because the world silenced them first.
          
          Read. Feel. Reflect. SHARE.
          Because someone out there needs this.
          And maybe, just maybe—this story can save them.
          
           #BornThisWayBuriedForIt
           Share it. Talk about it. Be the reason someone no longer feels alone.
          

https://www.wattpad.com/story/395181407?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=rittustar
          Its a great love story of a girl falling in love with her brothers best friend
          Please do check out my poems also
          I am sure you will love it
          Please don't forget to follow me for more 

I Did A V4V.... Hope You'll Reciprocate Too 
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Hiiii
          V4v?

Hey, I’m really sorry if my messages felt irritating or too frequent.
          I never meant to bother you. It’s just… I don’t really have any close friends in real life. Most of the time, it’s just me, my thoughts, and the hope that maybe—just maybe—I’ll find someone out there who understands.
          
          When I came across you, I felt like you were a genuinely good person—kind, creative, and someone I could connect with. As a writer on Wattpad, I thought maybe, through a few chats or shared stories, I could make a real friend—even on Instagram.
          
          I know I may have messaged more than I should’ve, but please believe me, it came from a place of hope, not annoyance. Sometimes emotions speak louder than logic, especially when you're just trying to feel seen, heard, or less alone.
          
          From the heart—I'm really sorry.
          I just wanted to be friends. No pressure, no expectations… just human connection.
          If I crossed a line, I truly didn’t mean to.
          
          Thank you for even reading this. That means a lot more than you know. 
           
          

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