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By AnnaWrites42 BRONZE
Argyle, Texas

Fall into flowers And giggle like fountain spews  Melt; I feel yellow
AnnaWrites42 BRONZE, Argyle, Texas
3 articles 0 photos 6 comments

Favorite Quote:
"When life itself is lunatic, who knows where true madness lies?" -Miguel De Cervantes


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By AnnaWrites42 BRONZE
Argyle, Texas
AnnaWrites42 BRONZE, Argyle, Texas
3 articles 0 photos 6 comments

Favorite Quote:
"When life itself is lunatic, who knows where true madness lies?" -Miguel De Cervantes

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By Lydiaq ELITE
Somonauk, Illinois
Lydiaq ELITE, Somonauk, Illinois
179 articles 54 photos 1026 comments

Favorite Quote:
The universe must be a teenage girl. So much darkness, so many stars.<br /> --me

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By KellyLau PLATINUM
Burnaby, Columbia
KellyLau PLATINUM, Burnaby, Columbia
21 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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By Twin2531 SILVER
Vancouver, Columbia
Twin2531 SILVER, Vancouver, Columbia
6 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
“I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.” - Charles Dickens in Great Expectations

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By Methmi PLATINUM
Colombo, Other
Methmi PLATINUM, Colombo, Other
49 articles 15 photos 17 comments

Favorite Quote:
“When things get hard, stop for awhile and look back and see how far you’ve come. Don’t forget how rewarding it is. You are the most beautiful flower, more than anyone else in this world.”

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By Seraphina05 GOLD
Islamabad, Other
Seraphina05 GOLD, Islamabad, Other
14 articles 0 photos 4 comments

Favorite Quote:
Your past doesn't need you<br /> Your Future does

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By natsunderman BRONZE
Olympia, Washington
natsunderman BRONZE, Olympia, Washington
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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By ComboOnTeenInk GOLD
Forest Hills, Pennsylvania
ComboOnTeenInk GOLD, Forest Hills, Pennsylvania
11 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"This is my son, he said. I wash a dead mans brains from his hair. This is my job." -The Road, Cormac McCarthy