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â€œHi, Iâ€™m Taylor, Iâ€™m 23 Years Old And Iâ€™ve Seen Countless People Dieâ€
The Institute Is A Medical Hell. Set In 2010, Recent Times, Humans Are Experimented On To Search For New Medical Break-Through. The Institute Was Abandoned By The Government In 2008 And Since...
Ya know when you go to a restaurant and get your food but find out something's wrong with it? Then you ask for them to take it back to fix it? Well this is what they think and do when you do that...
An angry girl with a fucked-up life, living in a surrealistic reality.
Nas, an american born rapper, who has so far dropped 9 studio albums since his first "illmatic", in 1994, is referred to by many as one of the best rappers to hold the mic.
Here are some facts to prove that this queen bridge native rapper truly is the greatest rapper alive.
By Brian Peza Perrins
For all the people you know who would be better off changing from the inside rather that the outside
freaky,nasty and sexy,
Poetry | Updated Mar 18, 2009 | Reads: 4795 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 9
By Gadzookziie Spice 99
Its a poem i wrote when i was having a bad time. Its not meant to hurt anyone at all. Its just something out of a 12 year olds diary ...
Three friends had planned a girlie day out. It did not turn out quite how they expected.
He loves school, he has almost no friends. His mother does not respect him. But what he has planned today will change that. You may think you know what is going on, but you have no idea!
In english we had to write a poem about bullying
Poetry | Updated Sep 12, 2008 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
Inspired by my toilet exploding... one of the most disgusting events I've ever witnessed.
I've been misreable with a dramatic cold for the last three days and if i can write about it then it's pretty bad.
Miscellaneous | Updated Apr 12, 2008 | Reads: 29 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I'm up on deck, and the batter is ready to swing,
and all of a sudden, whooom out of nowhere a loud
noise echoed in the air, gaseous emanations drifting
A wretched old lady runs rough shod over the neighborhood.
Poetry | Updated Aug 14, 2007 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 3