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I usually write about my feelings. This poem isn't particularly brilliant, but it does show what I was feeling. Enjoy.
By Kristjan Tiits
This is all that is going on in my soul. That's all the knowledge that comes out from me and that's everything i can do for the world. I don't want to be special. I just want to play my game of The Sims real life fair and square, but wealthy. I just wish to have money. I just wan't to play my...
Money is something that many people strive for to get. It is behind the actions of many. Many live for money, many love for money, many kill for money, and many have died for money. When people hear about money, they usually think of it as a bad thing; they say it is the root of all evil. Many...
By Kyky Georgie
The post-high school speech
I just was sad and I felt like writing and sharing my story with others.
Short Story | Updated Jul 31, 2014 | Reads: 42 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Based on a real experience.
A small bookstore on a quiet day with more to offer.
This is book about various mental disorders and the current therapies used to treat the symptoms. It is for informational purposes and do not attempt to be a treatment in itself.
By Ted Gerard
It's about a succubus, demon hunters and a young girl becoming a woman of sorts...
Think about it? What is it actually?
By Nancy Bleeke
Today's buyers want more from sales professionals than a simple consultation...
What they're hungry for are meaningful, collaborative conversations built on mutual value and trust, that result in a Win3 ...where they, the seller, and the organization, achieve a winning outcome.
"You know when you get that occasion nightmare? I don't. I get it every second of my life."
I live in California with my parents but, they don't understand the suffering of my psychological mind structure. It haunts me as much as it haunts you.
Book | Updated Jun 28, 2014 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Someone who needed help, never asked for it still gets the help they need.
Poetry | Updated Jun 28, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
When you are the kind of person who does not waste words, when your spoken sentences are few and far between, when that wall of mistrust keeps most words from escaping, it can be darn frustrating, dammit!
Like many of the kids around here, Veil awakens with no recollection of his past. The only thing he has is a scaled scar etched into his arm.