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The clock stops for no man, but the time has driven him mad.
Dedicated to a dear friend of mine. Please see what's happening to you before it's too late.
I was really mad when I wrote this because I was doing horrible in Chemistry and Math.
Poetry | Updated Feb 10, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I can sort of see the world outside, and i can see how pretty it is, but the doors are locked, and the glass is tinted, and if I break the glass I'll get hurt. I've always been the coward
This has some curse words and self-harm involving parts.
Am I insane?! because every time when no ones around I go crazy and I keep hearing this voices in my head
i was told by a teacher i should consider a job as becoming an Agony Aunt writer! so here it goes, i'm open for all those with problems(big or small, love or not) and i will try my best to help all
This is a short memoir about my mother who died after struggling with cancer for six months. She died on the 8th December 2013. My other account is katym1998
im looking for happiness
idek, just a poem
Poetry | Updated Feb 4, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Matthew Larouche
Just a poem about how if you need help someone will notice.
Poetry | Updated Feb 4, 2014 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
They are there for her, there for me
Nowhere Quite As Warm
I had a friend who committed suicide this past July.
It's been a hard road without them here, everyday there are constant reminders of how alone they must have felt.
The past few months have been wrought with guilt and the inability to accept that he was alone, and he was...
The killing of a thousand years--Briana Oliver and her mother, Wendelin, go on a killing spree. Itâ€™s up to the New York Police Department to catch them. Will they catch them in time to save the lives of the victims, and, if they do, will it be worth what it costs them?
Just a poem I cooked up in 10 minutes, Hope you guys like it :)