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Eva Longate is what you'd assume is just your average fourteen year old girl, her head full of homework, boys and fantisies of what she could look like. But when Luke turns up claming things that make no sense to Eva should she listen or just ignore him? Where will her desistion lead her...
I wrote this this morning at like 2am, and all these thoughts go through my head 24/7 :/
By Alaina Ash
Perfection is a flaw in itself, and striving to create it shall only result in ruin.
This song is about all of us who are imperfect and make mistakes all the time, and people who keeps on judging you.
Enjoy please! I have no audio though :(
Poetry | Updated Nov 26, 2011 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
In simplest terms nothing or anyone, is perfect. We all have our own flaws. I have my temper. my mental state of mind. You are perfect with flaws they define us so we are technically and theoretically perfect.
I'm perfectly imperfect but i am me. This poem is about me loving me for me hahaha
Poetry | Updated May 8, 2011 | Reads: 209 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 6
Who knew that...
Poetry | Updated Dec 4, 2010 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 3
They always made sure to tell me I wasnâ€™t perfect. Maybe they whispered it to me while I was sleeping, or communicated it with there dry, loveless gazes. No matter how they told me it was always clear: You are flawed...
Even when certain choices seem impossible to make, there is always the option to press on regardless of the opposition that may lay in front of us.
you know when you feel like: why am i not perfect? why can't i just win my crush's heart, face my bad friends, be right all the time.
yeah, it's not like that. life is not like that. you and me are not like that.
yet sometimes, we're perfectly happy... so, perfection does exist?
By Black Rabbit
This is a poem I worked on during school when I was pissed off because apparently a girl said she thought I was something I wasn't (Stupid, Bossy, think highly of myself, UGH!) So I decided to ignore her and just write this. Sometimes bad people end up inspiring many great things. ^.^
Poetry | Updated Oct 20, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I am the color burnt orange.
Heather realizes that love isnt perfect
Novel | Updated Jul 8, 2008 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3