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I don't know what to think anymore..... I've had enough betrayal from people of the outside world, no more
By Arturon Gillespie
Every one wants to be a celebrity.
A road trip ending in scars
Short Story | Updated Jun 4, 2014 | Reads: 37 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
He would be happy, but he chose to ignore her...
(This has been inspired by a piece of music 'Adagio for Strings' by Samuel Barber. Recommended that you read whilst listening to that beautiful and heartbreaking piece of music.)
I don't know me.
I just don't know.
By V M Wills
Feelings and thoughts on coming home
By Destined To Fail
David finally let go of the hope and belief of he and his dream girl one day coming together. The process of this realization leads to a reevaluation of his ideas and actions. He battles a mental war against himself as he officially hangs up his efforts on experiencing a relationship with the...
Poetry | Updated May 5, 2014 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is feeling of a Guy , Who never understood What relation he is having with the Girl he like a lot.
Poetry | Updated May 3, 2014 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Henry Duthler
This is a Short Story with a simple setting... an old man is feeding pigeons while sitting on a bench in the park...or is there more to it?
By Jennifer Brighton
All this time--and, he didn't know my name...
Miscellaneous | Updated Apr 30, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Skullz N Crossbones
Poetry | Updated Apr 28, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
A familiar feeling that's not quite right.
While working at a mental institution, I met a lot of people who deserved the chance to be heard-My aim is to give a voice to one lady in particular. Along with mental illness and a mild intellectual disability, she has suffered from abuse for her entire life. This is HER story, but in a way, it...
"The past is a gaping hole. You try to run from it, but the more you run, the deeper, more terrible it grows behind you, its edges yawning at your heels. Your only chance is to turn around and face it. But it's like looking down into the grave of your love, or kissing the mouth of a gun, a...