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Kate moss sent this as a text to her ex. he said it was the best text he's ever received.
Poetry | Updated Feb 22, 2014 | Reads: 36 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Shellie Burg
A short goodbye to an amazing actor and advocate.
Miscellaneous | Updated Feb 16, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Benjamin Morgan
A story about a family, or something else.
Short Story | Updated Feb 14, 2014 | Reads: 127 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I doubt he will read this, but I want him to know.
Poetry | Updated Feb 10, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
i cant get out of bed.
Short Story | Updated Feb 7, 2014 | Reads: 65 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
A story about a town with paper cut-outs as its inhabitants.
A boy named Ditor has to rally a mob and overthrow President Crit, who resides in The Newsroom, the tallest building in Newstown
**WRITTEN FOR ANDREAPYKETT'S NEW BEGINNING CONTEST**
This is poem I wrote about having to break up with someone because I didn't feel the same way and them wanting to end their life, so it's what I wrote for them
Poetry | Updated Jan 17, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Ayla Daniels
Poetry | Updated Jan 14, 2014 | Reads: 23 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
The story of amnesia, smart manservants, dumb lords, overdosage, a musical number, jewels!, minor theft, homelessness, instructions, and a very good ending (that's not that good).
I was a bit crazy when I wrote this, reading the whole thing aloud in a Texan and British accent.
A True Story
Short Story | Updated Nov 11, 2013 | Reads: 83 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Refer to the title :P Please feel free to add your thoughts or any feedback to this poem :) Thanks for reading! :D
Farewells and longings for loved ones gone and lost. Short poem. Thanks for reading :) Feedback is much appreciated, desired and welcomed :)
"You can't have me."
My Sun had gone - her golden, live-giving light leaving me to the cruel, torturous, black darkness.
And it seemed no amount of love could bring her back, not even if I gladly moved heaven and earth for her.
Two songs that were the soundtrack for this short story:
By Sarah Olivia
Maybe I'm not the only one confused about what's going on.
a painful memory from the past came back in slow flashbacks, and these words came into mind through the scenes.