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Random First Lines: Kilgore Trout takes Pablo Picasso to see who owns one of his masterpieces. Pablo meets the famous writer and doesn't like her, nor does he like... » Read
We need to live each day to the fullest and love as if there was no tomorrow. You never know when your friends or your life will come to an end.
This poem is about my stay in Hospital, and how caring the
Made feel welcomed by their kindness and care.
Poetry | Updated Jan 14, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Think of how the world is now. Then think what it'd be like if the world was seperated in two ways. The rich... and the poor. There was to be no contact between the two. Only some of the poor which were deperate to... er... "hook up" with the rich. So sluts. But there was one girl... not a...
the way my heart feels about the one that drives me crazy
Poetry | Updated Dec 23, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
A young girl finds her true heart when she stops thinking about herself and starts thinking about others around Christmas time.
I wrote this in Homeland Security class instead of taking notes...
A simple thought to a friend to show that you care for them.
Poetry | Updated Dec 6, 2011 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A girl named Brianna teevan had lost her parents in a plane crash she went to a new school and found a book with odd words and she said them then the next day she went to school saw this one guy it was love at first sight she had to say hi but her friend Courtney pushed her into him...
Timmy the tiger didn't like to play fair. He wanted everything to be about him. But then he learns that playing fair is more fun.
Little boy continues to try and deal with the mysteries and confusions of growing up in a world of adults. Loose teeth and sticky candy, brother's reference to a teacher's flapping lips - these things send Timmy looking for clarification
A history of writing back to the beginning. Lots of stuff that is on booksie, mostly a blog full of drafts. Worth it for the history.
Silence is the night until the day is forlorn.
I am like most people. Normal and smart and beautiful. There's just one flaw of mine. Can you guess what my flaw is? That's right I'm.....
By Artemis Nightshade
I song i wrote a long time ago. Very moving in my opinion.