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My name is Emily and I'm going through a tough time at the moment and there is two reasons and one of the reasons is bullying so for anyone else how is being bullied don't worry pretend your in a...
So theres ths comp.
There are things in life that shouldn't exist, there are victims in this world which don't want to exist.
#rant #againstanimalkillers [P] eople abusing animals, pets of yours or theirs. killing for the sport, and collecting up the furs [E] nemies of Mother Nature and every lover of life.
I sometimes wonder what I have done that is so bad/wrong to deserve a life like this, to be treated the way I do by my own family. Not one whole week goes by without something bad happening.
Comment here PLEASE!.
Does anyone have any idea why my iWeb website ain't working, maybes cos I haven't edited it for 2 years. Any ideas:.
Lonely and tired in a warm desert there was a little camel. That had two humps making it bactrian. It had seven kids.All of which were sold, slaughtered and fed to the hounds.
Opuss is about people writing stuff for people to see and people should share ideas. So wright an opuss using an idea that you like in some one else's opuss.
I sighed, waiting for Ethan to get out of the toilets. I'd been waiting for around ten minutes. "Ethan," I mumbled, knocking on the door.
I saw the cuts on your wrists and on your hips. Your small red eyes and smiles full of lies. I watched you cry and held you close. You're still beautiful to me no matter what you do.
There is somthing on your mind, that you refuse to share. Something deep and dark that you will never share.
Let the rain wash the pain away. ☔.
I'd love to hear what you guys would like to see me write, or if you think I should stop. Honestly, comment telling me a few types of stories you'd like me to write!.
Okay don't hurt yourself. It's a dark stage. You feel so hurt and angry because of what others do and say to you that you grow distant and isolated.
Not all of us are supermodels. Not all of us are rich. Not all of us are popular. But we each and every person on this planet is beautiful and unique. Some of us hide it away,.
Now You are gone The suns a little dimmer After it shone It's lost it's shimmer.
You are the flower that I would pick. Colourful in your own unique way. You built me up brick by brick. Each and every day. You are words that I would write. Beautiful, strong and clever.
People nowadays are such hypocritical and judgemental, wouldn't you just love being a kid once again. Not to care what people thinks or say about you. .. Because i do.
Hi guys, I have to write a 600 word story using the titles The Hunger Games, breaking dawn, holes, eagle strike.
lead me not into temptation, but deliver me from evil..
So stupid this urge inside us So senseless this rage Why can't we just learn Why can't we make peace Soldiers lose their lives each day And for what For this urge to fight.
I may not be the prettiest I may not be the smartest I may not be the skinniest I may not be the most perfect But I'm me and that all that matters .
My thoughts are deep but my message is clear. I want people to hear. Your voice has to be clear or no one will hear. Thoughts a word of your own. A thing u make all on your own. Be strong be proud.