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By Sissybug2012 PLATINUM
Union, Missouri

I walked to my window to see you once again, You're that constant reminder of depressing and hateful sin. I look down on you in disgust and hate, I forbid you to come near...
Sissybug2012 PLATINUM, Union, Missouri
36 articles 0 photos 128 comments

Favorite Quote:
"the greatest thing you'll ever learn, is just to love and be loved in return." -MOULIN ROUGE (song lyrics)


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By MissCrazyMe SILVER
Columbia, Tennessee
MissCrazyMe SILVER, Columbia, Tennessee
6 articles 0 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
"It is not the challenges we face that define us...but the choices we make along the way."

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By reachforthestars96 BRONZE
Albertson, New York
reachforthestars96 BRONZE, Albertson, New York
4 articles 0 photos 2 comments
Jellybean9898 PLATINUM, Glendale, California
34 articles 0 photos 42 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;When nothing goes right, go left&quot;-Anonymous<br /> &quot;Thank God men cannot fly, and lay waste to the sky as well as the Earth&quot;-Henry David Thoreau

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By RebeccaR PLATINUM
Racine, Wisconsin
RebeccaR PLATINUM, Racine, Wisconsin
21 articles 0 photos 36 comments

Favorite Quote:
If your ship doesn&#039;t come in, swim out to it.<br /> -- Jonathan Winters

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By TheNamesKrista27 SILVER
Cherry Hill, New Jersey
TheNamesKrista27 SILVER, Cherry Hill, New Jersey
8 articles 0 photos 9 comments

Favorite Quote:
It is not weak to cry. For if we didn&#039;t have strong feelings, how could we love or fight?

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By teenbookworm14 PLATINUM
Plainfield, Connecticut
teenbookworm14 PLATINUM, Plainfield, Connecticut
41 articles 0 photos 164 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Nothing gold can stay&quot; -Robert Frost

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By TheNamesKrista27 SILVER
Cherry Hill, New Jersey
TheNamesKrista27 SILVER, Cherry Hill, New Jersey
8 articles 0 photos 9 comments

Favorite Quote:
It is not weak to cry. For if we didn&#039;t have strong feelings, how could we love or fight?