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What is it that is causing damage? Damage to us I mean. Us, the people of the world, why are we so unhappy? What have we forgotten over the years? What have we left behind? Purity is almost long forgotten.
Most days I'm tempted to dive down to the bottom of a lake or pool and stay there forever....
Eve awoke to a room full of sunlight. A fresh morning breeze lifted the muslin curtain then dropped it playfully as it rippled through the material. She had slept well and yet she felt as if she could lie there all day. The past few days had been emotionally draining and trying to replace the...
part twoo of the underneath
sharon is pregnant a young archeolegist in search of a burried town but she finds more than what she bargained for
Short Story | Updated Feb 12, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Well, im not sure where i was planning on going with this when i started...
sometimes stories just come to you.
of the people who have read it, most of them are convinced of the deeper meaning, so go ahead and try to find some.
Some stains are irremovable.
Poetry | Updated Sep 4, 2010 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 3
How To Be A Fake. This Is A Mock Thing - Don't Take It Seriously. If You're An 'Emo' And Take Offence, You're A Poser, Wanna-be. get Over Yourself.
"Hey, Iâ€™m Evelyn Valentine, Iâ€™m 19 years old, and Iâ€™m going to tell you what happened to me when I was 17.
Well it is actually, so letâ€™s start.
Here goes nothing."
Evelyn Valentine Is Having A Night Out With Her 'Friends'. As Usual Mary And Gabriella...
By Akemi Miyagi
Emma's parents own a sandwich cart at the corner of the sidewalk in New York. With a constant rivalry between her brother and herself, who knew so much drama could happen at a Sandwich Stand?
Two hometown Alabama sweethearts were separated six years ago; only to be reunited when Kadey Sweetwater comes home from her modeling career in New York. Her and Brent Crenshaw go through many life changing walls.
(This story is not based off of the movie Sweet Home Alabama. Brent and Kadey...
Novel | Updated Oct 14, 2009 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
I wrote this song for my sister, and even though we fight a lot, I know I'll miss her when she graduates. You can sing this as a graduation song for your sibling too!
As I lay upon the ground,
underneath a summer moon.
The silence of the night,
brings thoughts to mind.
In her mind she sometimes reverts,
back to the past that deeply hurts.
Creeping into her precious mind,
like those hand's underneath her skirt.
We tread upon the emerald grass,
underneath is hallowed ground.