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Running to the hill top We bark and snap Not stopping for anything Not even food Then he STOPS!. He is the first to go Then we follow One by one We began to howl.
Hello again, and today is Wednesday, February 27, 2013. I write because it provides a rich and cultured medium in which to share your thoughts and project your emotions onto.
Everyone has the right to talk if you don't like it then sit the fuck down and ignore them.
Anchor dependance. Belay all my hate. Reveal reasurance. Don't make me wait. Strengthen composure. Enlighten my path. Rid me of worries. Perfection at last..
I have a question: does anyone know y my rank is 0???. Isnt that like impossible?.
A gust of wind flows straight through him. Overlooking a sharp edge, Below, Chalk white cliffs where memories once lingered calling him back.. ..Gently becoming unaware..
Do you believe in afterlife. Do you believe in God. Do you believe you're here for a reason, that he's the reason the sun always sets abroad. Do you believe in Karma. Do you believe in nothing.
I...I sort of hate myself. I texted my new Mexican friend this morning and I literally regretted it instantly. The things he says reminds me a lot of Marek, it's so fucking weird.
Chapter 3 Fallenpaw sat on his nest grooming his fur in the apprentice den. Then Moonpaw came racing in. "Sneezefang is having kits!" Moonpaw yowled, as he raced into the apprentice.
Chapter 34 The late bell rang just as I walked into Mrs. Kemp's class. "Your late." Mrs. Kemp handed my a detention slip. I grabbed the slip and walked to my seat.
Diet pills and razorblades. And words to keep me calm. Diaries and records. Of all the things that I've done wrong. Poems with untold stories. Worn edges and ink smears. Memories of all the nights.
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From the first steps to the marathon. From the first word to singing the song. From the first touch to the biggest bear hug. From the very first tumble to off the cliff fall.
Good night my sweets. Only dream the sweetest dreams. Only wake to pleasant scenes. Delight in all there is to see. Neglect the things that stay your wake. In hours when it needs to shake.
Wild and free. The big black eye. The orange stripes displayed for none to see. Its sad to think he will be gone an on the shoulders of a rich man.
Keep your sleeves down. Keep your bracelets thick. Keep your makeup caked. Keep the evidence hidden from the world afraid of red. Part two: She showers when her hair's still wet.
You say open the window. I opened it more. More than id ever done before. Why you're here suppose ill never know. Pebbles thrown against my pane. The broken windows. You're to blame.
To my Nan, forever 75. There's no words, but I can try. Nanny, I find it hard to believe That you're not here. I find it so hard to believe That you won't be here.
Write a short story based on your favourite song, using the song’s title as your story’s title and the lyrics for your plot. Ben stood there waiting. Just like he did every day. Waiting.
So confident in you was I. That when you left it made me cry. I still remember that horrible night. Me sitting staring through the bite. At the peeling white i watched.
My friend has a secret!!. Like if you can relate....
It was a clear starry night. The moon was full and tiny bright stars were scattered across the night sky. I sat in my room listening to The A Team by Ed Sheeran with tears streaming down my face.
A New Beginning Hey peeps, I know that you don't know me, and that you may not read this first but this is my first opuss. I suppose it's my directive, what I plan on doing with this whole thing.
Take hold of your pen set your imagination free Your mind has no limits be all that you can be.