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By Gabbytennis BRONZE
Park City, Utah

Crackle goes Smelling like smoke Sounding like crickets Looking near dusk Feeling bitter cold Tasting like spaghetti We sit at the campfire Hearing trees rustle Embracin...
Gabbytennis BRONZE, Park City, Utah
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By sofiabarreto BRONZE
Davie, Florida
sofiabarreto BRONZE, Davie, Florida
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;Destiny is for losers. It&#039;s just a stupid excuse to wait for things to happen instead of making them happen.&quot;<br /> ~Blair Waldorf

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By Olivia-Atlet ELITE
Dardenne Prairie, Missouri
Olivia-Atlet ELITE, Dardenne Prairie, Missouri
325 articles 10 photos 1165 comments

Favorite Quote:
"To these the past hath its phantoms,<br /> More real than solid earth;<br /> And to these death does not mean decay,<br /> But only another birth" <br /> - Isabella Banks

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By kawaiikorosu BRONZE
Lyman, South Carolina
kawaiikorosu BRONZE, Lyman, South Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;A Master is not someone who merely revels in the benefits that he reaps from the power and control that he wields over his sub. A Master is not just an automaton who emotionally doles out orders and watches with amusement as his minions perform his bidding. A Master is not a person who only relishes the benefits that his superior status entitles him. <br /> <br /> Certainly all of these characteristics could and often do exist within a Master. He may be demanding and at times selfish. He may genuinely enjoy and even be aroused by the power that he has over a sub. He may be able to expertly control his emotions, issuing his commands and enforcing his discipline with stone-faced determination. <br /> <br /> But a true Master, a Master such as Matt, was so invested in his sub that he was actually in a way a slave himself. He was a slave to his love for me. He was a slave to his responsibility. He was a slave to the passion and the commitment. He was a slave to his overwhelming desire to protect his property at all costs. He was a slave to his slave. I knew without questions that he loved me so much he&#039;d literally lay down his life for me. He owned me, and his ownership owned him&rdquo; <br /> ― Jeff Erno, Puppy Love 2: Building a Family

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By EleniAneziris DIAMOND
East Setuaket, New York
EleniAneziris DIAMOND, East Setuaket, New York
57 articles 0 photos 7 comments
Poetry
By EleniAneziris DIAMOND
East Setuaket, New York
EleniAneziris DIAMOND, East Setuaket, New York
57 articles 0 photos 7 comments
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By Vidona GOLD
Asheville, North Carolina
Vidona GOLD, Asheville, North Carolina
10 articles 0 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
Dont judge a book by its cover or else it might end up banging you on the head

Poetry
By EleniAneziris DIAMOND
East Setuaket, New York
EleniAneziris DIAMOND, East Setuaket, New York
57 articles 0 photos 7 comments
Poetry
Decay MAG
By EleniAneziris DIAMOND
East Setuaket, New York
EleniAneziris DIAMOND, East Setuaket, New York
57 articles 0 photos 7 comments
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By Anonymous