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By bmad66 SILVER
Duchesne, Utah

I need you, To change my life, Set me on a straight path, Make me a better man, Change my mood, Make me happy, Like I never am, If you were mine, You would be my queen, My...
bmad66 SILVER, Duchesne, Utah
6 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
people havn't always been there for me, but music has.


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By 12zebraluv BRONZE
Scottsdale, Arizona
12zebraluv BRONZE, Scottsdale, Arizona
3 articles 0 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
Don't judge a book by its cover

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By bmad66 SILVER
Duchesne, Utah
bmad66 SILVER, Duchesne, Utah
6 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
people havn't always been there for me, but music has.

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By IzzyBelle BRONZE
Boise, Idaho
IzzyBelle BRONZE, Boise, Idaho
3 articles 0 photos 7 comments

Favorite Quote:
"I used to be normal. Then I met these losers....I now call them my Best Friends!"-unknown

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By Born-to-save GOLD
Asheville, North Carolina
Born-to-save GOLD, Asheville, North Carolina
18 articles 6 photos 4 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Keep acting the way you are. That way when I die for you, I die alone"

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By Stefegg PLATINUM
Maysville, Missouri
Stefegg PLATINUM, Maysville, Missouri
21 articles 0 photos 78 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited, imagination encircles the world."

shane,fenchly BRONZE, Arvada, Colorado
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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By jnickyk98 BRONZE
South Greensburg, Pennsylvania
jnickyk98 BRONZE, South Greensburg, Pennsylvania
2 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
do to others as though you wud want done to u

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By jnbrown SILVER
Meredith, New Hampshire
jnbrown SILVER, Meredith, New Hampshire
5 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"It is necessary to write, if the days are not to slip emptily by. How else, indeed, to clap the net over the butterfly of the moment? For the moment passes, it is forgotten; the mood is gone; life itself is gone." - Vita Sackville-West