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posted by shenelopefan
Dañada

Estoy quebrada. Lo que soy es lo que necesitas. Mi corazón se rompió mucho tiempo atrás, pero no me importó. En ti deposité toda mi esperanza. En ti proyecté, todo lo que odiaba de mí misma y traté de curarte.

Estoy dañada. ¿Qué no lo ves? A tu sola disposición estoy ¿No es así? ¿No ha sido siempre así?

Pero tú también estás dañado. Quizás más que yo. Yo quiero arreglarte, cuidarte, hacerte ver lo importante que eres y lo valioso que tú no ves en ti mismo. Quiero que veas lo mismo que yo veo en ti. Quiero que sepas lo importante que eres para mí.

Soy un desastre....
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posted by Kimi4312
Chapter 5: A Bleeding Heart.
After Roxana and Selina kissed, they ended up kissing in Roxana's bed, Selina gotten on hàng đầu, đầu trang of Roxana and kissed her lips down to her neck then back up to Roxana's lips "I won't leave bạn again, I promise" Roxana said, and Selina looked into Roxana's eyes "I'am sorry for how I treated you" Selina đã đưa ý kiến and saw Roxana's necklace, she rips the chuỗi hạt, chuỗi hạt cườm off and kisses Roxana, the tiếp theo morning Selina woke up to Roxana watching her, "Are bạn alright?" Selina asked Roxana "Yeah just a nightmare" Roxana said, feeling guitly how she acted with Abe the trước đó night, Selina...
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posted by coriann
The house lights were on bright. It was a lonely brick house, brownish cream and had a red galvenise roof. there was a square arch around the front door. It was big and had a light and a bench on the side. I walked up the one step to the open door. The boy had already run inside. Contrary to the arch, the inside of the house was black and dim and full of decor and dim lights. I should have noticed from looking at the glass louvers.
I saw a Muslim lady in trái cam, màu da cam on the phone. She was fair (light brown) and thick. The trái cam, màu da cam sari was high up over her knees. "Mam, Mam"
She was laughing, but she...
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posted by POPclogger216
I had originally planned doing this for A Choice, with the song sort of depicting what happened, but I decided not to. So, picture this as any couple/ people bạn want, whether they’re form the story, your own, hoặc whoever. Merry Christmas!

I do not own the song, nor (most likely) the plot.

~*~

Two friends; nothing more, nothing less. One, who had never had snow in her giáng sinh memories before, and the other, who had lived with white Christmases most of his life. This is a story of friendship, laughter, a hint of love, and a few memories being made.

~*~

Sleigh bells ring, are bạn listening?
In the...
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- Chapter 1: He's A Stray (Raven's POV) -
For only 20 years, 20 long years sucked for me, when I was only 23 years old, I became a vampire, why? well ask Jacob, my moron and chó cái, bitch of a boyfriend I wish I can strangle, me and Jacob were at a party from his friends, he was being a little prick like always even if people are around he would blame me for it, I was just looking at a couple of beautiful hoa hồng until Jacob grabbed my arm, "Why bạn always looking like a stupid tramp? at least hiển thị some respect for once" he đã đưa ý kiến and jerked my arm away, I ran to the bathroom, I just wish I can go but he's...
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posted by darkwave
Life, he believes, is not a dream
As black as the wise men say they are.
Often a gray morning
Foreshadows a pleasant afternoon and soalhenta.

Sometimes there are dark clouds
But it is only on certain days;
If rain makes the hoa hồng bloom
Why mourn and not smile?

Quickly, happily
The soalhentas hours of life go by
Thankfully, excitedly
Enjoy them as they go flying.

And sometimes when Death appears
And the best that bạn have gone?
And when the pain deepens
And hope it sinks won?

Oh, even then, there is hope of rebirth
Unconquerable, never die.
Happy with his golden wing
Strong enough to make us feel good
Boldly, afraid of nothing
Face the Judgement ngày coming.
For gloriously, victoriously
Courage can overcome despair.
posted by Ragefulchimp
Vandals and crooks
an aging man, caught like a cá on a hook
Getting reeled in, he's easy prey
Eyes sag, creating bags, pupils widen, creating paralysis

Confusion and fear
An ailing man, with cá hooks everywhere
The biggest catch today
Pavement runs red, creating pain, flesh torn, creating animals

Torment and Horror
An aching man, aches no more
The cá hook rips away
Smiles widen, creating youth, blood drips, creating paralysis
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posted by StarWarsFan7
 Rosella
Rosella
"Well...that's better." A fourteen-year-old Rosella Karst says. She had just cast a spell on a glass cup which is now filled with water. She grabs the cup and takes a sip. "What are bạn doing?!" Rosella's older sister, Pandora exclaims for she had just arrived. Rosella almost chokes on the hydrogen and oxygen drink. "Drinking water. Why? Is that illegal?" She sets the glass down on a coffee bàn in the magical wizard lair that they are in. Pandora takes Rosella's wizard wand which has a vine stem and a beautiful white rose at the top. "I'm not joking. Why couldn't bạn just go downstairs, get...
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posted by Twilight-girl-x
Hi, I was actually gonna start doing this on Tuesday- but I forgot! I also forgot on wednesday and Thursday too. But im here now. So! Some people keep a diary, some people write emails to imaginary people hoặc to themselves. I'm not one of those people, I'm here talking to bạn guys. This is practically my online Diary! It won't be all sunshine and rainbows but hey, bạn don't really expect that do you? No I didn't think so!! Well here we go.

I started school again on Tuesday- I'm in năm nine! Im a tallish, short brown haired, Bluey-greeny eyed girl of 13- My name is Caitlin Grace, but I go by...
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posted by r260897
Memories and grief of my heart
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my tim, trái tim is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look phía trước, chuyển tiếp to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES. 
posted by ballaholic
She loved him. She’d always known this. Ever since they’d first started talking to each other. It’s why she could never leave when countless opportunities had presented themselves. Even though she knew, without a doubt, it would be the smartest thing to do. Make her life much easier to not get caught up in something that could one ngày break her tim, trái tim hoặc someone else’s. But she’d always stayed with him. She just didn’t know how much longer she’d be able to make that decision.
She’d never been with anyone like him. They were always talking. Even in the beginning, when she’d never...
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posted by para-scence
Later, Blair got us a lot to eat. I was so thankful; I don't think I'd ever eaten that much thực phẩm in one sitting. She let us take showers as well. I was eager to get rid of the dirt and crap. James went to work, but Blair stays home. Jori went off to school. I was kind of fascinated with that. I wanted to ask her what it was like; I'd stopped going to school in third grade. I had no idea what middle school, let alone high school was like. And Sage had never been to school a ngày in her life. Good thing Paige was such a good teacher.

"Do bạn girls need anything?" Blair asked. I was pretty much...
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This might only work if you're familiar with the tale of Jason, the Ancient Greek hero, but who gives a crap? Haha, anyways, I was going to enter a nghề viết văn competition because I figured that it would be a good way to, well, I don't know. BUt Greece was my inspiration coz that's where I'ma going and I was looking at this Greek website that my friend Hanniekins sent me the link to and I was đọc about the Giải cứu thế giới and stuff and I wrote, well, this.... So yeah... xD
JASON

Jason sprinted faster, pushing his muscles to the as he pumped his arms and legs. Behind him, the sounds of his pursuer...
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posted by HouseMindFreak
*NOTE* I had to change the town of Cayden's and BJ's town. Las Vegas, NM is too far away from Big Spring, TX and it didn't fit with the storyline.
It's now Carlsbad, NM.





Chapter 22


Bone walked into the police station of a small town on the border of Texas and New Mexico. He had become what he feared most…a monster. And now he was hunting down the only person that was a threat to him. He was naked except for his deer skin pants and chó sói, sói pelt around his shoulders. His hair had become thick and shaggy; everywhere he went now people feared him.
You should fear me...
A young deputy greeted him, “Need...
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posted by r260897
That big mansion continued to bother Zean. But he knew it very well how to hide it from others. “ one two three four one two three” shouted “ Bang Zhang” “ oh oh it’s the time when I look at you!!! I I forgot what I have to do… I am just going crazy…. Don’t be so lazy… now come up in my arms oh dear……” they just started with their song and Ilm came with Bang Zhang’s bánh nướng nhỏ ( which he tried to hide from others). “ xin chào bạn Little Brat its my cupcake..stay there” he shouted and Ilm started running. “ I am young I can run faster than bạn old man” shouted Ilm....
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posted by para-scence
The tiếp theo day, everyone was surprised when Andrew stopped by. Reed looked at him; distrust in his eyes. Andrew stood there awkwardly, his hands behind his back and staring at the ground.

"No offense, but..." Nikolai began.

"Why're bạn here?" Reed finished.

"Uh, I wanted to invite bạn guys to dinner. I thought it was the least my family and I could do," Andrew replied. Everyone was silent. I had to be the one to answer.

"Sure. Thanks," I said. He smiled. Reed looked at me like I was crazy. I ignored him.

"Great," Andrew beamed.

He left a little while later, after meaningless conversation; mostly...
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Prologue:
When I Was Thirteen



“Chase!” Carrie Flinn yelled over the roar of music. A boy who looked uncannily like her— black hair, hazel eyes and a thin nose dusted with freckles— turned around.
“What?” he yelled back. “I'm trying to listen to the concert!” Carrie rolled her eyes and leaned her arms against the cool metal bar of the small balcony. She was with her brother, Chase, at a Metallic Lights concert, the band Chase loved and Carrie detested. They had quite amazing seats on a little metal balcony that hung just above the stage, so that anybody on stage could just reach...
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posted by Insight357
    I awoke to the sound of doctors running rampant.
    “How did he near death?”
    “Why did he do it?”
    “Was it suicide?” All of these các câu hỏi ran through my room. I opened my eyes, I was back in the mental institution. I looked over at my left arm. A cast ran from my wrist to my elbow. I remembered taking the meds, but I didn’t remember breaking my arm. I wonder how that happened.
    “Dr. Demidov, how are bạn feeling?” A tall, thin man asked. He wore glasses, and he had...
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posted by Insight357
I didn’t know where I was going, but I had to go somewhere. The fight with Grey had been bad. I didn’t feel guilty, and that bothered me. I always felt guilty after a fight, but this seemed to be an exception. I was…happy? No, that wasn’t the word, thêm overjoyed, I guess.
    I kept walking; it was around seven when I sank down on the sidewalk. I was tired, and I had nowhere to go. I didn’t know what I was supposed to do…I could always look for Xander, but knowing him, he knew how to cover his tracks. The only person who seemed to know where he was at all times...
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posted by para-scence
"Shiloh, I..." my mouth was dry, and I had no idea what to say. He smiled hopefully at me. I did tình yêu him, but I'm only eighteen! "I... uh..." The door opened, and Sicily and Chance walked in. Sicily froze when she saw us; my face burning and Shiloh down on one knee. She mouthed "oops" and tip-toed out of the room, still holding Chance. I heard her giggle.

"Well...?" Shiloh prompted, thinking I'd forgotten the trước đó conversation. I turned back to him, my mouth still gaping. Then, my tim, trái tim seemed to melt. I realized I loved him a lot; and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.

"Yes."...
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