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By Rose Wolfe
If you ever feel lonely.
By Ted Gerard
What would you do to save the world?
Truth is I hate life. I hate thinking. I hate thinking about him. About kissing him, toching him, feeling him. And it hurts like hell knowing I can never have him..
When you can't ignore a paining truth no matter how hard you try to forget it.
This idea came to mind at school while in English 10.
Poetry | Updated Dec 19, 2013 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 6
TULIP is an acronym used to describe the five points of Calvinism, or the Doctrines of Grace. This article focuses on the "I," Irresistible Grace, of that acronym. This is part five of a six part series.
This is an essay about a woman baring her soul to her lover and asking for freedom. Freedom to be who she is.
Miscellaneous | Updated Dec 16, 2013 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
A Story of a prophet in the United States and myself. Our Journey. A true Story.
Short Story | Updated Dec 15, 2013 | Reads: 22 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I've decided to write a memoir because I'm not sure if my life is interesting.
Temptation is temporary, pride is forever.
By Jarreth Morgan
(There is a bit more aggressive swearing in this bit of writing than there is in my other stuff, so if you don't like that don't read)
Been feeling a little down lately. A little more so than usual. So I am dealing with this feeling the only way a shit poet can: making shit poetry.
Thirteen-year-old Aidan Thompson, longs to be with his family after being kidnapped. He doesn't know what to do until he meets Angie and her boyfriend, Kyle, help him in ways he could only dream of repaying.
Two lovers embark on the journey of a lifetime, or the journey of death. No matter how much Jayden tried to protect Daphne, some things cannot be kept secret.
By Ryan Fuller
A poem about a friend I once knew.
My story is set in South America and tells the story of the imprisonment of an esteemed Native American political prisoner. The story is told through the various viewpoints of his jailors and interrogators.
This story was inspired by the tragedy of the death in prison of South African...
The terrible truth of a flower grown under concrete.