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posted by KatiiCullen94
my thoughts at the moment..

1.
i dont know what people see anymore.
i think еще people decide what it is they really saw, jsut to make them feel better.
Because anything can be anything Ты want it to be.

2.
i dont think Ты relize it when your changing, because your always feeling normal, its takes someone to look at you, that someone doesn't have to know you, to tell Ты your wrong about self.

3.
The biggest mistake Ты can make it letting someone too close, because like newtons first law, one will continue to do whatever it is doing unless a force interuppts. That force can be anything.

4.
i starting to get the feeling that Любовь is dying. It's getting abused and used to often.. i think its going to run out. или there is too many fakers out there pretending to be love. или people have no idea what Любовь is and what it really feel like and makes Любовь any emotion tht come across them... i think if this continues to happen, that maybe Любовь will evole into something that it oringally was.
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posted by misscrazel
A young fourteen год old girl walked down the road talking to her three closest friends. she was an average girl of average height and she had dirty blond hair and brown eyes with a light dusting of freckles.

She and her Друзья reached her driveway and she walked down to her home. she had a strange feeling like someone was trying to take her over. she ignored it and went inside.


that night she had the strangest dream. she saw a young boys dead body laying in a small room. his mother was there weeping over his dead body. his spirit drifted out and flew away. he found a baby and possessed...
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posted by werewolflover
This is the секунда story to my friend's Bite Series.
First Blood
"No!Leave him alone.He had nothing to do with this."I was telling Robert."Go eat someone else.Not Nick!"Nick was strong,but not strong enough to take on Robert...
I "woke up"from my daydream.Good thing it was just a daydream for now...I was awakened by my phone ringing.It was Nick,my knight in shining armor.
"Hi,Nick."
"Hey,Allie.What do Ты want to do today?"
"How 'bout Ты come over?We can watch a movie."I couldn't tell him about my daydream,then he would definately think I was crazy.
I told him to rent a movie.I wish,just for...
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Prologue:
One moment can change a lifetime. No matter how insignificant something may seem, every action has a consequence. Most people never take this into account. But when you’ve had a life like Victoria Vevina Byrne’s, Ты plan every секунда of every день for your entire life…

    “Father?!” Technicolor laser beams lit up the sky, and technological sirens rang through the air as I ran through the thick Nazaki Forest, searching for my father. Tears cascaded down my blood-covered cheeks. He was nowhere to be found. At his moment of terror and fear, I gave up. While...
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Young and fresh and shining bright
Filled with wonder and delight
I see beauty, день and night
I am young enough

Whether it's Real или just Pretend
Possibilities have no end
There could be magic, 'round the bend
I am young enough

Dolls can Переместить when I'm asleep
They come to life while I count sheep
And freeze whene'er I dare to peep
I am young enough

Book-friends all come out to play
My постель, кровати becomes a magic sleigh
Imagination rules the day
I am young enough

The sky can cry a lot of tears
The trees tell secrets; can't Ты hear?
The world's alive: to me that's clear
I am young enough

Grownups say the queerest words
Have...
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posted by rebaj2010
She was perfect. Like beautiy incarnated. Long, flowing, red hair, shining like the stars. Cole black eyes outlined by freckles that were sprinkled over her nose and corners of her eyes.
Seeing her again hurt. Hurt еще then when I broke my arm in fourth grade, еще then when my older brother hit me above the eyebrow and busted my skin open and needed stiches.
Her with him was a dager through my heart. She was suppose to be mine...forever.
Thats when she looked at me. Her plump розовый lips twiched the slightest. Then shock overtook her features as she reconized the 19- year-old boy she use to love. But that's just it. She USE to Любовь me, but I still loved her. Not even the Marines could stop that, not the 4 years I've spent away changed that. She was still my life.
He was hers.
posted by Fangirl99
poem 1:the world



the sun shines bright
there's day,and there's night
both are beautiful sights
this is the world

Winter,spring,summer,and fall
is a magical season
so there is no reason
for Ты to hate
seasons so great

we are all one
we need the sun
we need the air
we all care
about the world


poem 2:love


there is something above
we cant see it
we cant bee it
but we all know what it is
it is love

Любовь is what we need
to live,to breath
to be what we can be
we all need love

Любовь is power
Любовь is strong.
thats why Любовь songs
are so very strong


Poem 3:run (this one isnt all that good)

in the sun
is where i run
away from here
ill not be near

Something that will kill me
something that can be
so deadly and strong
and can kill me with a song

thats why i run
in the sun
i still remember Ты hum.
im sorry i must run.
posted by OneFoggyNight
I just never cared anymore. Not about anything. For some reason, I just let everything alone. Nothing mattered to me anymore. Nothing. The things that had made me happy previously had now just made me even more…dull. Maybe all the things he did to me made me like this. Trevor never really was good to anyone, not even any girlfriends he had. He never showed me that he cared, he was always cold, and he always… hurt me.
Or maybe my mother’s drinking habits. She was always at the bar, and when she wasn’t, she had a different bottle in her hand every минута или so. I was surprised she hadn’t...
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I believe I can fly

Take to the sky

Be all that I’m going to be

See all that I’m going to see

Ты can’t hold me back

With me, there’s nothing to lack

So take a seat

Don’t miss a beat

And watch us fly

Right on by

In a jet или a plane

There’s no way that we’re sane

So sit on back

Try not to hack

Enjoy the view

Don’t miss your Que

To start on flying

Without dying

‘Cause we believe we can fly

As we take to the sky
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many times i think we feel the weight of the world is on our shoulders, but i know that there are times when Ты can feel as light as a feather and as though Ты can fly and take on the whole world. i wrote this in one of those moods and hope Ты liked it.
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posted by coriann
I wish I had a best friend, her face was as sweet as honey, mixed with molasses and cane sugar, and vanilla extract with almonds sprinkled on top.

Her voice was like roses, blooming out of a fresh garden, and for each word, one flower, at least that’s how I pictured it. And just as the sweet smell of the Цветы draw the bees nearer, so they could suck the nectar, so her voice drew me nearer with her fragrant words and perfect English, and mellow sound…yes…mellow. Nearer to her tongue, so I could suck the sweet nectar off that as well.

Her hair was like golden sunlight, reflecting off the...
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There once was a girl, an angel, name Star, she was loved by everyone see met she loved them to.One день see met a boy,also an Энджел named Luke, she fell in Любовь when she looked into his deep brown eyes.He also fell in Любовь with her. They both were afraid to tell echother how they felt.


Luke wasn't going to give up untell he would finally tell her that he loved her.Star felt the same way.But they still сказал(-а) nothing to echother.


The days were going by fast,they only felt like years.Star and Luke's feelings became stronger.Luke finally got the nerve to tell звезда how he felt.Star was ready to so...
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posted by Dearheart
If you're wondering, "Diem Mirabilis" is Latin for "Day of Wonders". (At least it's SUPPOSED to be. My Latin isn't what it used to be, hehe.) This was just a little something I whipped up for a story I'm writing. I wanted to put something at the beginning of each chapter that roughly follows the times of day, and I couldn't find anything good. So I made my own. =) Hope Ты enjoy it!

Diem Mirabilis

Morning:

for Morning is made
of mysteries and uncertainties
the hopes of beginnings
the risks of unknowns
the potential for greatness
или failure

Midday:

for Midday is the height
of the glory of the sun
the climax of twenty-four hours
the brightness that blinds and clarifies
the Ответы once hidden
now unveiled

Sunset:

for Sunset arrives
with the final shift of the sky
the afterglow of the triumph
the sweetness of the last drop
the closing chapter of a story
and the beginning...

of a new one.
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Source: Henry David Thoreau, axemnas,Casablanca
posted by FightingDestiny
This is a small poem I wrote a while back.I hope Ты like it, please tell me what Ты think
Thank you
-Aurora




The Wind is cold against her skin
Numbing her body perfectly,
Erasing the pain she knew all to well
Escaping her problems if only for a moment
The chill of the breeze whispering to her
"Just do it" it taunted, "You know Ты want to"
Each time, the voice got louder
Beckoning her to let go, end it all
Was it worth it
Some would say no
But to her it was everything
Yet the voices called to her
"Let go, Let got, ... Let Go"
posted by Attirox2
"Daddy where are Ты going?" a squeak сказал(-а) from the corner. I looked down to see wide blue eyes looking at me with fear. I couldn't just abandon her but I couldn't stay and face the the mess I had just created. "Terra stay out of this!" I shouted at her. But she just kept at it until I finally snapped. I grabbed her by her night рубашка and threw her onto the диван, мягкий уголок with a loud thud. She fell of and hit the cold wooden floor. I looked at her and had the urge to finish off the last bottle of Vodka, which I happily fulfilled. Her cries turned into sobs as she laid there in a ball that filled the...
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posted by madening_mahem
 Example of the 'Dark Figure'
Example of the 'Dark Figure'
Somewhere in ancient Japan...
A dark figure emerges from the shadows cloaked only in darkness, his weapon exposed, the blood of his victims dripping from it's blade. A creak in the floor alerts him of еще to come, he waits in the dark for his prey to come. They slide open the door only to be slaughtered. As he slays them he notices a girl out of the corner of his eye, standing there in absolute horror. He raised his blade ready to attack, but for some reason he held back. Him, a demon of the night, him, whose hands had been stained with the blood of many women and children, could not murder...
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posted by skipperluvs
“Fuck you.” She сказал(-а) when he upset her, which was almost everyday. She sighed as he looked at her foolishly. There was just something about him that she hated from the start, but there was something bigger about him that she loved. She looked over at him and his Друзья laughing hysterically.

“When?” He laughed even harder, the crowd’s voice growing louder by the second, and anger filling her face to hide the shy blush that actually sat atop of everything. She rolled here eyes at him and put one of her hands on her hips, her hips cocking to the left and seeming lazy. She then got...
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