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The whole poem is complete nonsense, it just rhymes, and within the poem itself it states its purpose...Here's my defense: ...
By Sweet Agony Xo
i don't know where this came from but i hope you like it :)
3 Chapter Novel About Young Women Who Has To Much To Deal With, And Has Pistanthrophobia(Fear Of Trusting Someone ).
A humorous true story about me and an Italian Iâ€™ll never forget, no matter how hard I try. Let me introduce myself Iâ€™mDana 25year old fun loving Lithuanian living in Amsterdam. Having just completed my Masters degree and obtained my first job, I met Mr Right (where have you been...
Short Story | Updated Apr 17, 2013 | Reads: 36 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Dear you. Thanks for ruining me.
By Zombie Temple
Poetry | Updated Jan 2, 2013 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
did you ever wonder why sometimes you get the frightening feeling of falling when you're dosing off to sleep? I think i figured it out
stories from my past.
In the future, the govt doesn't have enough soldiers for the army so they conduct an experiment using kids as soldiers. The experiment worked. Kat's dad was part of the experiment and her bigger brother joins the army as well. So when her brother dies in war, she gets drafted into the army. Her...
By Prof Madhav Sarkunde
Now I am in a good position. Both of us, my wife and me, are employees and earning well enough to live happily. However, we do not feel happy in the sense of that purity of happiness we had had in our old village. Anyway, along with these memories of happiness, I think that I must tell the...
the title explains it all
How I hate my pyschology class
This is a contest..... more details in the writing.
2 best friends, one rich and one poor they are the fox and the hound, the alpha and the omega, yet when their lives become too much to handle they go to live in Australia's equivalent of Hollywood: the gold coast.
Where they will meet happy go lucky managers, sassy Spanish hunks, hot tomboys and...
By Vishakha Nair
a few lines on how i felt when a very close frnd of mine...stopped talking to me...:/ hope u enjoy...