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By Faith Christenson
People are unaware of the lies that easily deceive.
Poetry | Updated Dec 9, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Javed Ish
Itâ€™s said that the ones who are terribly sad are the ones who sees things the way they actually are.
By Silent Songbird
scribbles of mine
Poetry | Updated Dec 2, 2013 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Listening to Miley Cyrus' new song "Wreckingball" hit really close to home with everything that has been going on lately. My own personal version, I suppose.
By Gabriel Woodworth
Ever wonder what happens to someone after they survive a suicide attempt? How are they able to function afterward.
Novel | Updated Jul 23, 2013 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Ashay Anand
The growing number of rapes and sexual crimes in India made me ponder as to the underlying reason for this epidemic...
A BOY DEALING WITH A GRAVE PERSONAL ISSUE SITS DOWN WITH HIS FRIEND FOR A TALK WHICH ENDS IN DISASTER.
By Cory Cortez
A short story about a girl who seemingly loves life, but does not love herself. It is an examination of her contradictory and personal struggles.
I appreciate any comments/feedback/criticism (in fact, I'd prefer some criticism!), and I really hope that you all at least enjoy reading it! :D
By D Corbin
We all have apathy. Lack of feeling or consequence can be present within us. We can care about ourselves much more than we care about others. We are quick to say
Passing through life without noticing people's suffering or people for that matter.
This is the longest poem I ever wrote. This is based on a novel I haven't wrote yet. I'd like to tell you what I think, but I think you can make up even more interesting thoughts about this.
A girl is born without the ability to feel emotions.
The truth is, the opposite of love isn't hate. It's apathy and we all fear that to the point of being willing to poke that sleeping giant to feel something, anything other than admitting there is nothing left.
A short tale of two lovers. This is actually quite personal to me after a series of hurt inflicted not only on myself but friends as well over so-called 'true love'. Sorry if it annoys/upsets anyone.
Miscellaneous | Updated Jun 10, 2012 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0