Another Small Town Thinker
Hate is a strong word. It shouldn't be used unless deserved. Some people in this world make me sick. How they can just treat you like a piece of shit. They want you there when they need you.
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Hate is a strong word. It shouldn't be used unless deserved. Some people in this world make me sick. How they can just treat you like a piece of shit. They want you there when they need you.
#acrostic challenge. [I] have never seen so much violence. [S]o much small town intolerance. [L]iving here, wide boys trapped in un. [E]mployment, 15yr old girls pregnant. [O]ur school days spent.
#acrostic. #fakehate. Nothing to do, bored out my mind. On mornings noon and every night. The town is barren, no soul to be seen. This really is a one man scene. I can not stand this awful place.
Small town thinking. Big time drinking. Over active fists. On these small town kids. The casual violence. Every night an ambulance. The casual racism. Is a lot like moronism.
chapter 1: When I was young I dressed up like a princess just any young gild did.
I. Janie "Whew.
It was a quiet day in Belleville, New Jersey, quite like most days in the little town.
.•*I believe in unicorns by Moon-Child*•.
Intro Hey, there. My name is Amy. There's nothing special about me, really. I live in a smalltown no one has probably ever heard of.
One hour in the barbers and I'm up on the news. Hearing all the gossip and several men's views Women's gossip has nothing on our nosey art The barmaid at the firs wears no bra for a start.
I figured since my bio was a little on the "boring side" I'd tell everyone a little bit about myself. My name is Chanah but I like going by Chanah Jade.
---Elisabeth's P.O.V--- 2:00 P.M. It has been a month since I got in trouble for fighting with Haley. I had to pick up trash by the highway for a month. This was my first day off.
(1) Prologue / How I Got My Name Have you ever had a deep dark secret and can’t tell anyone.
Last night I felt the need to pray for the first time in months. I thought I was regaining my footing on this world. I was wrong.
Everything about you Chapter One - 'Dear Diary… I should start writing one just to look back on what's happened and that stuff, I am 17 right now and last time I checked I was a girl...
Ok so, Do you enjoy life?(every minute) Is there a moment you would change if you could. What about those embarising moments or your angry. I know people say that they wouldn't change a thing.
Please read to the end - I'm mortified - yet laughing still now!..!. xx So there's this woman in the corner shop, who keeps me talking for a good half hour, every time I call in. Pain in the ass.
@glen #household A broken old bar Couldn't be too far From the fights and chicks and fun Thinks Ol' Dan With his brother Sam As they wander on down to the bar "The night is young, Now let's have...
Burntwood Lichfield is where I'm. From. It's not too big but to me it's the bomb. Drive by shootings are non existent. But drive past starings are quite persistent.
I have often been questioned about growing up the son and grandson of high-sheriffs in rural coastal Georgia.
Theres a strange but lovely man moved to town today that I just met. He wobbled and swayed down the road, His unusual looks I can't forget.
I am just a kid, from a small Canadian town, who reads rolling stone magazine ritually. After this next piece, I will officially be the worst patriot ever. Sometimes I wish I was American.
I can't stand it here much longer. This fifteen mile square cell, Of buildings, fields and people... I can't stand it, can you tell. But I can't just get up and leave.
Hairy Mary works at big daves dairy. She looks like a witch but dresses like a fairy. Evenings and weekends she can often be found. Trying to free cats from the RSPCA pound.