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The lower abdominal region is the area beneath the navel, while the area above the navel is considered the upper abdominal region. These... » Read
A good friend of mine that moved away to work to pursue his dream. When he came back he was never the same, and wont reveal the secrets that lye within him.
Fate's design can begin in the strangest places and in the strangest and most twisted sequence of events. For Janette, it starts in a club. She grows more and more in love with a man named Chris, but he only talks to her when he's high.
Don't try to hide the devil in you.
Poem about a blizzard
Written for Ikky2000's song contest! This is based on the song Stay - By: Rihanna
They loved each other so much that they were willing to sacrifice one of themselves so that they could become one.
Short Story | Updated Dec 26, 2013 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
A poem about a girl who wants to escape life, but wants to do it on her own terms, and once it's happening against her will, she's afraid.
A cigarette doesn't last long and niether do they.
Poetry | Updated Sep 27, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
My name is Jamie. I lived my life peacefully till one day my world was shaken and spun. There's a life lesson in all of this... tell me when you find it.
WARNING: THIS MAY BE OFFENSIVE TO SOME READERS...
IF YOU FIND ANY PART OFFENSIVE THEN SIMPLY STOP READING.
My addiction is ever so subtle, ever so sweet...
My feelings poured out in once short poem explaining the struggle between the judgmental world and a drug addict trying to just be understood.
Meet Alex, Rock, Toad and Eric, four friends brought together by a mutual love of one thing. Weed. Their senior year was supposed to be their "chill year", a time when they could just coast on the work of the last three years until going off to college. Unfortunately, a small run-in with the law...
By Arseny Pesterev
Poetry | Updated Jul 24, 2013 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Erin Nicole Cochran
Poem I wrote from a smoker's point of view, which I am.
Poetry | Updated May 27, 2013 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 8
A poem I wrote about my so called dad and his addiction