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By Joe Mama
I'm always hungry
A girl's struggle to understand why people do the things they do.
By Noand Hegask
What are reflected on the eyes are answers you never wished to share
Poetry | Updated Jun 30, 2014 | Reads: 19 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
By Daisy Ink
This is a writing survey I wrote and I would love your feedback on it.:):)
By Robert Kasch
There are so many species of insects how should one keep up?
THE TWO MET AT THE SONEPUR FAIR IN BIHAR AND FELL IN LOVE... THEIR ROMANCE CONTINUED THROUGH LOVE LETTERS UNTIL THE GIRL STOPPED WRITING TO HIM... HE DECIDED TO KNOW THE TRUTH--WHY SHE DID THAT? BUT AT THE END
Short Story | Updated Mar 31, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
Image your cyclical lifestyle but instead of being finite, you are infinite. This is a story about beauty and Buddhism.
It is the year 3028 and the humanity is dying. There is no hope. There is no god. There is only nothingness.
Short Story | Updated Sep 23, 2013 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 5
Poetry | Updated Sep 17, 2013 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Reel Greene
I have a question.
What happens when all memories of a particular person is erased from all other people's memories? Can they even be considered as living, or existing if they mean nothing to the rest of the world?
It is a question that has perplexed me, and I want the answer.
By Elena Benward
My realisation - best decribed by the lyrics of KT Tunstall in her song Heal Over - 'Everybody sails alone - but we can travel side by side'.
In this work I explain the reason why I always write about happiness and optimism.
Miscellaneous | Updated Sep 4, 2013 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 5
A poem about the struggle with one's self and the fear of holding back thing that could allow you to live your fullest.
Poetry | Updated Sep 4, 2013 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
A short view of my personal outlook on things to come and how to interpret them.
We always knew we were not alone, we had so many questions and so much to learn. But how long would it have taken for the big question to be answerd?