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Random First Lines:Author: Aatish Taseer
Length: 563 pages
Publisher: Pan Macmillan India
The Way Things Were (English) 1st Edition
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Every single time I write a letter, I scorn myself for even thinking about him. I force myself to remember the pain he caused me. He would never read the letters anyway. So then why did I continue to write them and send them? I don't know, I think it was part of the healing process. Letting out...
A little poem about how I feel at this moment in my life
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Words pouring from my soul, a time of great happiness and sadness.
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Liam Cavanaugh Is A Lawyer Who Just Got His Job and Life Together. An Unexpected Murder Occurs And Its Up To Him To Defend The Unlikely Suspect.
I can't get him out of my head
Poetry | Updated Nov 17, 2014 | Reads: 22 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
One of my nights
One of my struggles
Approximately four years ago, Katherine Lanton was sold to an auctioneerfor drug money. By her parents no less. The night she was supposed to be sold, a mysterious boy, who went by the name En, saved her. By savingher I mean slaughtering everyone, but for his own reasons.In present day New York,...
how it used to be
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When your in a dark hole remember there are people just like you.
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A brief discussion about the facts concerning banning High Capacity Magazines and Assault look alike weapons and the results of doing so.
My personal story of my childhood abuse, neglect and molestation by my Uncle and how that shaped me into the person I am today. How the molestation forever changed a five or six year old into a homosexual later in life. The negativity that arose as a result and all the pain that accompanied...
If you ask this is my anwser
When Jeremy was turned into a werepanther he was looked at with hate and disgust by his family. Always being called ugly and a monster. He believed them. Why wouldn't he.
Now, as if live wasn't bad enough, he is being taken to the castle of the most powerful royal vampire clan. What could they...
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A poem about being played.
Poetry | Updated Nov 2, 2014 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
After the break up, during the breakdown, that's right before the breakthrough!
Poetry | Updated Nov 2, 2014 | Reads: 40 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1