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By Pop Choyce
One of my first times being arrested. All names are changed except for my own.
I'm sure maybe some people can relate to this. I am hoping I get good comments. A lot of my friends said it was very good. It's pretty deep. It means a lot to me. I'd love comments. I always want to get better!! :)
Innocence on the edge in a midwest summer.
Tells the story of a girl who experiences the world, other people and emotions through colours.
The funniest story you will ever read, period.
So in my old account I started the Peddler and then working with Life Reaper we made teamed Peddler up with Grim and others and we had a new adventure. But... this is the Peddler's pov of things, from the creator of the entire peddler universe, lol, enjoy.
-Warning- I know there are some run on...
When he wanted to cry he buried the pain...
Poetry | Updated Jan 18, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Ryan M Akers
Dedicated to drinking for the purpose of getting drunk
By Ichi Clairvoyance
By Say It Right
After a traumatic event, Elisa McKennon moves to a new town and new school. Elisa falls into an unlikely and dangerous path with consequences she never dreamed of.
Book | Updated Dec 29, 2008 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Sex, lies, break-ups, murder, and drugs. You want it? Here it is. Let's be realistic, high school isn't all about perfect relationships and true love. Sure, some couples work out, but it takes work and some just aren't willing or aren't capable of making it happen. Not everyone gets a happy...
Kale's wife Katherine left him. Shortly after she did, she got in a car accident and died. The rumors were that she was on her way back for a reconciliation.
Shay has spent her whole life watching Katherine destroy Kale. Now Kale is destroying himself.
Novel | Updated Dec 19, 2008 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 11 | Likes: 2
By Steve Sites
Poem about alcohol abuse, addiction, over-coming addiction,depression and the effects on life.
I didn't have the worst childhood ever. That's not to say I had the best either. This is a snapshot of something that happened to me when I was seventeen years old and just learning to be who I am today. The events of the night written here still shape the way I see things and play a large...
Essay | Updated Dec 4, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
Can drunkenness have anything to do with the nature of God?