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I would like to make something very clear. As a female I am NOT a feminist. At least not in the trashy, fat, hateful, pentasexual, nasty, awful, black-souled, lazy kind of way. Those people are just looking to cause trouble. I have been appalled by the "feminists" that harassed Dr. Matt Taylor...
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.)
Heather was disgusted with Kyle. He broke up with his girlfriend just to date her. But one kiss changes her mind and she and Kyle start dating. But then Kyle gets hurt in a car crash and pain overtakes her mind. It always comes back Every Single April.
By Shengri La
This is just how i feel. Maybe the pain and loneliness is just temporary, but its hard to believe that right now. So this is me pouring out my feelings into words. I know, its kind of depressing.
Humanity's best friend holds all our deepest emotions.
The idea of this term is one that intrigues me. I grew up in a family that practiced contempt on regular basis and I have grown more accepting and understanding as I got older.
The word is powerful and dangerous. I tried to capture a small part of it.
Are you happy with life? Do you have the perfect life? This story follows the short ranting's of a man bent on killing the perfection in the world even if that means himself, of course all in the name of the greater good.
Read the events that turn a sweet, innocent child into a cold blooded killer. The sick, twisted mind of a father and the cold, indifference of the mother left Tolu feeling like death was the only way out.
By Jennifer Brighton
He's coming to see me again... Please, don't let him in--
By Shakier Samie
You see them everyday. They are everywhere. Are you quick to judge before taking into consideration what they might be going through?? We can't help ourselves, we were born into a world that can be cold at times... But who then gives us the right to make it even colder for them??
By Zac Xd
Only a fool. You know who you are.
Poetry | Updated Sep 24, 2012 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 3
personal poem about some feelings of resentment at a guy I dated who cheated on me, intentionally tries to make me jealous, and is always trying to force me into the shadows
When you walk down the street, you feel secure. Looking over your shoulder, it can only be assumed that the people behind you are set in their own path, their grim occupation leading them forward in their own walks of live. But what if this idyllic environment was insecure? What if, by odd...
I wrote this due to some problems
Just Free Writing- for relief...
Poetry | Updated Apr 15, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
a poem i wrote about a relationship past.