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How could you trust/love...
Poetry | Updated Dec 5, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
A boy I once new
Used my heart
and broke it in two
One of my nights
One of my struggles
It is about having a crush and the affects of not knowing...
White is the Purest color.
Short Story | Updated Nov 13, 2014 | Reads: 50 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Mane Omsy
A best memories wont fade from your mind. This travel proves me that.
By Flynn Hodgson
The curiosity of the locked wooden cupboard has resurfaced at Orlando's house. With the help of Rosaline will they ever unlock the doors and venture inside?
A personal story of my experience with addiction and the negative views of others who believe that Methadone and other drugs for the treatment of addiction is simply trading one addiction for another. I provide insight into the daily life of an addict and how drugs like Methadone, suboxen or...
This content is written in order to re-vizualise the limitations of man, and their helplessness before Death..
Could you handle me? all of me? No, I don't think so.
Live your life to the fullest they say... Never afraid to make mistakes they say... Open your heart they say... Mistakes make you wiser, pains make you stronger they say... You are one strong girl, god loves you, He is testing you they say...
What do you say? What do I say...
I found someone...
By Nyan Cat
Have you been on Booksie for sometime now? Or are you new here? Doesnt matter. I'm sure you will ALL relate to my new article :'Things we have ALL experienced on Booksie'. It contains all the experiences I'm sure you have ALL experienced on this wonderful site. It will only take you 13 minutes...
Choose to be happy, though life is miserable.
By Nyan Cat
We all have sat through those movies where we soak each and every tissue (meant for popcorn) and try to stifle our bawling so that we donâ€™t disturb the others (but that just makes it worse) and come out of the hall with our faces as red as tomatoes, havenâ€™t we? Hereâ€™s a list...
For my boyfriend, for our anniversary. Thank you for everything :) Readers, feel free to comment about your opinions on this poem or criticize. Thank you for reading :) Have a nice day!