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12 years ago everything was simple. Everything was easy. No tears, no pain. No worries about what people will think, no worries about what people will see.
This is sort of a late introduction, because when I first joined I did not Know how to express myself.
Must I suffer because of your shame. Must I be dealt with because you fail. Should I carry the burden of your incompetence. Should my dreams be broken because yours did.
Hello, I am Sir Mars and this is my Opuss. I thought a polite introduction was in order. I suppose I should begin with my 'nom du plume'. And the reason I am called Sir Mars.
My heart is bigger than my brain. Therefor, I love before I think. I am clever... In the mind. I am clueless... In the heart.
Pull I once rode down a singular trail, And I saw, a blue jay. It wasn't as breathtaking as I've heard, But it was true to itself.
Over the course of your life, folks are going to tell you what to do… over and over again. Color within the lines; avoid risk; be a good boy scout.
Love is free. It can be shared, but not of anyone's will. You cannot steal love. If you attempt to, you diminish it, destroy it. Love can be touched, embraced, kissed.
You've Never Been Alone You little boy with those brown eyes filled with such depth, they often reach deeper than the words you speak. I couldn’t see the beauty then; of those two big front teeth.
There are moments in your life that makes you and sets the course of who you're gonna be. Sometime there little, subtle moments. Sometimes they're big moments.
Little pieces, scattered all over the floor. Different shapes, bold colors, I've never seen before. Frantically trying to put them all as one, Slowly figuring out there are some that shouldn't be...
As per their weekly schedule John and his wife made love on Sunday night, her head was full of Him and this fantasy blanked out Johns routine, mechanical efforts, replacing them with an imagined...
I am a daughter, a sister, a granddaughter, a niece, a cousin, a friend. I am a student, a young girl and a grown woman. I am confident and scared, terrified and excited.
The first time I had my heart broken, I tried to kill myself. I was young and I thought that's what all life was about. Love.
Adults tell us when we are teens that we are to young to say "I Love" whoever the persons name.
People tell you: be always there for your friends. Sometimes, you have to not be there. Since you are always there, they dont appreciate your presence.
My personal intellect says we would incur less injury if we made emotional decisions with our intellect... Unfortunately, as humans, we tend to let emotions drive our decision making.
Life can be a bitch, excuse my language. Anyhow it can be pretty cruel. It'll throw some obstacles at you, it'll knock you down, and it'll push you back down once you get up.
Committing suicide here are few vital steps people often miss. •delete your Facebook •turn off your phone • look at the life you are living, recognize why you aren't happy with it.
Let it be know that I, America Smith, am no writer. Nor do I have any sort of visible talent whatsoever. I know what it feels like to lead a unique life.
I'm lost to find the ones that are lost, but found the heart that belongs to the one I lost, Treat it with care or fill it with hate, I made my mind up to give it to another cuz I don't want the...
Forget everything you ever knew about her. She's never going to be the way she was before. She's changing with the seasons and everything around her. She's becoming something more.
The world is filled with producers, those whose entire mindset is productivity. While the emphasis is on 'getting things done,' the end result is usually fatigue, stress, and burnout.
It's time to bring you back. Lock all the doors don't let dreams fly away. Your mind is blank, a white canvas. Your hands are soft, new brush with soul. Now close your eyes. And let it act.