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"Katie is neither black nor white. She likes the rainbow and the Western Sky."
That was all that was written. The message.
Short Story | Updated Jul 27, 2012 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Letâ€™s face it, no matter where you go, there are horrible drivers.
Personally, we think that Pittsburgh is by far the worst place to drive due to the drivers around us.
Oh yes, I have driven in New York and Philadelphia, along with areas in the whole east coast. Yet nothing compares to...
Here,I truly want to exhibit the wide contrast between the two perspects of life-hope and fate.We more or less hang on our hopes and desires,but ,the thing is that we wii bemeticulously gobbled up by the fate.Still we prefer hope to fate,as the tug of war continues................
Poetry | Updated Jul 13, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Karma [Khar-ma] Noun: An action, seen as bringing upon oneself unavoidable results, good or bad.
...But what if karma wasn't something that you believed in. What if karma was given by a person?
16-year old Nessa Willow was born and raised in California. Once Nessa was of age, she was selected...
By Pixie Mae
A story of rape, kidnapping and standing up for yourself. Also a hidden message.
This is just some thoughts that I had today and wanted to put them down somewhere. This is how I feel when I have a day without hearing from you.
By Honeybee Lilico
Ever sat, and just stared at a screen willing that someone to message you back?
Poetry | Updated Jun 8, 2012 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 4
This is for the men and boys like who can't really find the words to say to the that special person they care about. Hopefully this poem explains it all to the women and girls what we are trying to say by showing it
By Angelaine Espinosa
She sat before the candelabrum. A piece of paper before her, blank, is waiting for the words she wants to write. She picks up her pen and writes to her beau...
By Towers Of Academe
ever misinterpreted half a text message?
A poem about finding a message in a bottle.
Poetry | Updated May 13, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
How else to say goodbye than in a meassage.
A message to all the girls my age, especially to those who know the self-serving cycles of depression. This poem was written as a response to The Virgin Suicides by Jeffry Eugenides.
By Kepath Pha The Mad
A dream I had about Yidhra the witch.