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A short piece based on the humor that comes out when you've been in a relationship for "too" long.
This poem is about going through the strongest situations in life. It's about the feeling of being hated, doubted, and pushed away. It bases on how people disclude you when you need them most, and how they grip at you when you need them the least.
But, this poem is about moving on. Something...
Even in all the daily battles, pain and struggles around us, never forget to smile. Tomorrow is a new day and a new chance to make that day count.
By Angel Plant
For my love I will do anything. That's just me.
By Angel Plant
I go to places unknown where I can not be found. Somewhere you would not want to be.
Inspire others to do better
By Alan Fashion
Some worry about worry. And their worry never ends. Maybe though there is some hope for a worry free future at some time to come soon. This article gives details of resources on the web that you can use again and again as long as you are worried. And provides a fresh insight into using the web...
By Anthony J Piccione
First wrote this on my blog (www.anthonyjpiccione.blogspot.com) in early June 2013, in response to the Paris Jackson suicide attempt and her reasoning behind it. In this post, I shared my thoughts and insight regarding Paris Jackson, Marilyn Manson, teen depression and suicide.
"We are not defined by how much we do; we are defined by the love in our hearts."
Wouldn't it be great if you could find out how to live a better life just by taking a message out of a bottle? Now, that's everyone's dream of a quick and easy way to self-edit for an awesome life! Just latch onto...
A song about learning to forgive yourself and putting the blame where it belongs.
Miscellaneous | Updated May 30, 2013 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 22
The world is a pretty fucked up place. Dip your feet in and stay a while. See the planet through the eyes of the world's most observant teenager and indulge in the dramas of some small town stoners.
Novel | Updated May 25, 2013 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By The Randomiser
I began to think. Isn't time just an invention of someone who wanted to know when life was over, so I turned it to the point of veiw of a game. This is my first time I have tried this so if you have any pointers leave it in the comments and make sure to mention the title.
A man who has forgotten everything, including who he is, is being chased through a twisted maze.
A personal set of rules and steps for surviving my breakup with my first love after a year and one month of dating him...
This I wrote about my ex girlfriend about how perfect we used to be and how hurt and broken I am without her. This poem says things I wish I could say to her.