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By CHIguy PLATINUM
Chicago, Illinois

You cant handle the truth! full of Sexists, Racists, and Liars, Truth hidden from the paper work by the tax money that you have hired, The pen is the mightiest weapon to fil...
CHIguy PLATINUM, Chicago, Illinois
31 articles 0 photos 4 comments

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By PersonOfInterest ELITE
Shrewsbury, Other
PersonOfInterest ELITE, Shrewsbury, Other
176 articles 0 photos 9 comments

Favorite Quote:
What doesn't kill you simply makes you stranger.

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By PersonOfInterest ELITE
Shrewsbury, Other
PersonOfInterest ELITE, Shrewsbury, Other
176 articles 0 photos 9 comments

Favorite Quote:
What doesn't kill you simply makes you stranger.

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By Turbo223 SILVER
Lancaster, Wisconsin
Turbo223 SILVER, Lancaster, Wisconsin
6 articles 0 photos 15 comments

Favorite Quote:
Is there a way to escape something unescapable?

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By katiebugz615 BRONZE
Middleburgh, New York
katiebugz615 BRONZE, Middleburgh, New York
4 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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By BellatrixPlease BRONZE
Dearborn Heights, Michigan
BellatrixPlease BRONZE, Dearborn Heights, Michigan
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Don&#039;t feel stupid if you don&#039;t like what everyone else pretends to love&quot; -Emma Watson<br /> &quot;Aging is not lost youth, but a new stage for opportunity and strength&quot; -Betty Friedan

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By randompanda18 GOLD
Irvington, New York
randompanda18 GOLD, Irvington, New York
19 articles 8 photos 1 comment
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By envelopedinlight BRONZE
Easley, South Carolina
envelopedinlight BRONZE, Easley, South Carolina
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;Dear God,&quot; she prayed, &quot;let me be something every minute of every hour of my life. Let me be gay; let me be sad. Let me be cold; let me be warm. Let me be hungry...have too much to eat. Let me be ragged or well dressed. Let me be sincere - be deceitful. Let me be truthful; let me be a liar. Let me be honorable and let me sin. Only let me be something every blessed minute. And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost.&rdquo; <br /> ― Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

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By VampireD14 GOLD
Highland Hieghts, Ohio
VampireD14 GOLD, Highland Hieghts, Ohio
10 articles 11 photos 0 comments