Facebook Activity



Teen Ink on Twitter

Home > Advanced Search

Advanced Search Results


We found 6 items that match your search.
Switch to basic search »
Refine advanced search »
Results per page: Advanced search
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
    Custom User Avatar
    I'm 5 the first time a boy kisses me and 5 the first time I feel nothing and the only time I just sit there. 5 and pretty and popular and nice. Sickeningly sweet upon reflection but I regress, 5 and pretty and popular and nice. Not yet spoiled by the hellish rat race of popularity or the end...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
    Custom User Avatar
    i can break it all down, tear it apart and throw it to the ground, i can scream and scream and scream but guess what? They're not listening, They neglect to hear whatever i might think, all They will ever hear is what's right. what's Perfect. and until it comes out of my dolle...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
    Custom User Avatar
    i tear away at Ivory flesh, sticky Red is embedding itself in my nails i'm not good enough for Them, i'll never be good enough and it's killing me inside, my insides twist and curl, bile rises in my throat at the pain, They expect too much and i put on too good a show. i do...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
    Custom User Avatar
    A boy wrote a poem about me once. He read it out loud to the whole class and titled it "Her" and everyone knew it was about me. He's not the first boy to write about me, they all know when a boy hums a sappy love song he wrote himself, it's about me, they all know when a boy ...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
    Custom User Avatar
    Breathe in the dust, exhale the memories. You don't want those. They'll burn away, festering in the back of your mind if you let them stay. It's all very suffocating though. You know it's not just the dust, no, it's something far worse. The buzzing roar of words, the coco...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
    Custom User Avatar
    She looks me in the eye, it's not strange though. We're friends. Good friends. I raise an eyebrow, playfully, making a sarcastic motion to beckon her speech. "You're pretty." It takes me by surprise. I've never looked in a mirror and thought "pretty." I&...

Launch Teen Ink Chat
Site Feedback